My Horse and Her Rider
When I went out to my shade garden
to sit under the trees with my journal,
Jesus came to me,
sitting tall in the saddle,
inviting me with his quiet eyes
to trust my voice enough to ride.
I didn’t know why he came
on horseback, only that it was time
to climb up and wrap my arms around him.
When we gallop, I can’t see
where I’m going,
I don’t hold the reins,
I can’t control the speed.
But together we ride
the wind in me,
leading me into
all I am made for.
Michelle Wiegers is a poet from Maine and author of the forthcoming memoir, Wildness Within. Her poetry has appeared in The Wonder of Small Things, How to Love the World, The Path to Kindness, One Art, The Wayfarer, Third Wednesday and Birchsong, among others. In her new podcast, Creating Space, she shares poetry and stories from her life to inspire listeners to free their authentic and creative selves. Find her online at michellewiegers.com
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