Steering my thoughts towards visions of dapple gray ponies,
with long, flowing, lavender-colored manes, tails and forelocks.
They run without a care through wide open meadows
Hoofs pounding against earth covered in velvety green moss,
Moist snorts of freedom escaping from their nostrils
And lavender locks that turn to liquid as they shake their heads to and fro
Pure and simple visions that leave no room for uninvited thoughts
Untying bonds of pain, breaking chains of complacency
with long, flowing, lavender-colored manes, tails and forelocks.
They run without a care through wide open meadows
Hoofs pounding against earth covered in velvety green moss,
Moist snorts of freedom escaping from their nostrils
And lavender locks that turn to liquid as they shake their heads to and fro
Pure and simple visions that leave no room for uninvited thoughts
Untying bonds of pain, breaking chains of complacency
