> Warren Ockrassa <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>, deliberately baiting me,* wrote:
<snipplet of the whole> > There isn't a why. Why is a tree? Why are horses? > There isn't even a > what -- what is the purpose of a horse? Ah, that last question _has_ been answered! http://www.geocities.com/WileyMike/2Windsong.html Spirit His spirit joined and so was formed ten thousand years ago./Between the swan and Hercules where even dark clouds glow. To live with grace, to ride the swell, to yet be strong of will./To love the wind, to learn its song, and empty space to fill. Apollo taught me to rhyme, Orpheus taught me to play. Andromeda cast down her sign and Vega lights my way... An alternative view: http://www.geocities.com/WileyMike/2Flower.html Eagles and Horses Horses are creatures who worship the earth as they gallop on feet of ivory. Constrained by the wonder of dying and birth, the horses still run, they are free. My body is merely the shell of my soul but the flesh must be given its due. Like a pony that carries its rider back home, like an old friend that's tried and been true. I had a vision of eagles and horses high on a ridge in a race with the wind. Going higher and higher and faster and faster, on eagles and horses, I'm flying again... There was a fun little short story I read years ago, called The Horse Poet (IIRC), about a sentient horse whose poetry was -- motion. :) Debbi Next To God Maru :) *It is more than my self-control can take, to miss such an opportunity to elaborate on the creatures God willed from a handful of wind. __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! Mail - 250MB free storage. Do more. Manage less. http://info.mail.yahoo.com/mail_250 _______________________________________________ http://www.mccmedia.com/mailman/listinfo/brin-l
