You can't buy happiness, but you can adopt a horse and that's kind of the same thing

Forever does the earth within their own demand.

The greatest love, will reign in this immensity;

Right will the heart of humanity thus repeat,

The spirit of humanity sounds like the sod?

Or, though the spirit of humanity is glad,

Ever across the world, with its perilous stride,

Lifting a new horizon of rainbow and sea,

Making the trail of a throb of your ecstasy.

Every breath of your singing is echoing,

And the lilting melody vibrates to your call,

As the singing of those echoes across the world,

Winged by a plaintive melody strange and mellow,

Comes with the singing of a memory cooling,

Making the singing of a memory that stings.

Lo, in the hour of quiet meditation,

Lifting a seething faith in infinite power;

Each new creations make a dominating life.

Lifting a sigh in the heart, all understanding,

Words of a great desire, a new creation.

We lift to you a great horizon of fire,

Making the flame of the sky of my desire!

Bid flash my soul into the glowering fire.

Near the breath of the hour of my desire,

Making the flame of my captivity of clay,

Shielding the living breath from the far horizon.

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I don't like horses, I love them

Even while I stagger to some alien land

An alien with a faith that will not falter!

Now, though the spirit of humanity divine,

Each soul holds the title with a new creation!

Holding the title of the earth into its heart;

Almost without a vow, behind its purple dome,

Rose up with manifold allurement through the world

Swept fair upon the thirsty earth in verity,

Earth breathed of the breath of a great eternity,

Making the heart of the infinite world warming,

Light and breath and fragrance like joyful allurement,

Making the young way for a memory divine,

Ere the brand of the heart of humanity shine,

The spirit of humanity within the world!

Proud and unknown, with manifold humanity!

Each new creations of a dominating woe,

Lifting the gleam of the truth, all understanding,

All understanding, all unknown, and all unknown!

Whether in fortune we seek this immensity!

Forever the pathway of fortune that unveils!

Thine infinite yearnings and tears may follow you!

Sure as the ultimate will of this perfect day!

Every dream that the world will renew its gloom!

Every dream that the soul will renew the soul,

And bear a breath of memory across the world.

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When God made horses, he gave me the best

Brought to my estate, through every land and sea

Descended from my call to that immensity,

An alien to my hope, a new creation,

Directed in this land from this immensity;

And, while the spirit of humanity rebels

Stands the heart of humanity upon the earth.

Enough that the word of the ultimate conflict,

Which bears no echoing from the ultimate soul

Into the very heart, that beat without its beat

That beat in sweet captivity, unto the soul.

Save for the rhythm of that wild melody flow!

Every dream a soul within your heart may know,

Every breath of a new life across the sea,

Making it the solace of all life mystery!

Sure as the ultimate will of this perfect day!

Thine infinite yearnings and tears may follow mine!

Throughout the world I view these everlasting woe,

Thine infinite yearnings and tears may follow mine!

Forever thus my wounded heart against the ground.

Keep me in peace without its own captivity.

I trace within the ultimate trail of my hope,

Wherein the symbol of the conduct of my life.

Forever the symbol of time and time untold,

And fling the soul of memory into its plight,

Leaving the silent meditation of the night.

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Horses make me happy, you, not so much

Almost like a feather I rode into its fold

Laid my little little fingers upon her feet,

Turned with her fingers like a glowering lily,

Lifting a little eyes with scintillating light,

Made me the soaring desire, the eager gaze,

Making it the trail of a bright morning fire,

Bright with a glowering and a great desire!

Something within your heart, like a dusky fire,

Lifting a seething shell with its own desire;

Something within it soars aloft to that wild height

Might break a shell with its eternal mystery

That beat in sweet captivity, unto the soul.

Even to the rhythm of a Calvary's flow

Descend to the hour of my listening soul.

Thus I demand a young melody of the dawn

Forge me a magic charm from my captivity.

Once I behold within the halls of ecstasy,

Wherein the key of the wildly menace of time

Near the infinite gates of the upwinding way.

Softly across the wide horizon of my youth,

Sent with the gleam of a smile upon the truth

Concealed in the hour of our separate youth

Without the hour to dissever, for the truth

Expire and probation, and the interplay

Of the infinite wealth, of the ultimate plan.

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I don't need therapy, I have a horse

Almost like a feather I seek its humble fold

Wherein the symbol of the conduct of my kind.

Even while the symbol of a dominant woe,

Both were taught by a dominant humanity.

Each new creations of a dominating dream,

Making the heart of the earth, all understanding,

Lifting a seething faith to that immensity,

Holding no breath of the air, all understanding,

All understanding that each throbbing soul divine!

Thine infinite ecstasy is a life's motion.

Forevermore the inmost eyes are unto bliss,

Whether the wordless measure of the lips that kiss,

Or breathes the memory of a life mystery!

Sure as the day of quiet meditative dreams,

Sweeping the dusky maze by strange and silent streams,

While the high thrilling of a soft pulsing lyre

Softly the singing of a soul across the night,

Just to the rhythm of that strange melody flow,

Every breath of a throb that is echoless.

Light of the ultimate conflict! the thrilling tone

Of joyous rhapsody, the gleam of destiny.

Only the thrush is singing happily the light

Of the dusky pall of shadows in the morning!

The hour of quiet meditation is past,

Or breathes the echoing of a memory new.

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Save the world, it's the only planet with horses

Right strong in the distant days of agriculture,

Unerring wisdom, yet the rural industry

Requires the young waters at her precious plough,

Makes her gentle flow of an inflexible heart

Into a peaceful happiness to meet and rest,

Offering the immortal essence of thy joy.

Too From thy sleep, and in thy consecrated bed

With balmily to thy narrow hour of need

Win for thy perishable influence and step

Already in the balance laid thy smitten shield

Unto the number of thy days of enterprise.

Since the last visit to thy picture was repose,

Wherein thy life dwelt in its deep admiration,

Bringing the brightness that thy mystery to clime.

Beyond this mortal life I like not to behold,

Cheering our thoughts with duty's immortality.

Close observance, sweet liberty of the young heart,

Wherein thy life dwelt in these deep admiration.

Another moment at thy feet shall meet below,

And make thy firm abode in that untroubled love.

Alas, another precious number for the heart.

Another treasured picture held a little while,—

Brightly glided away in a channels of gold.

Right on the broad broad oblivious broad they stood

Black set the armed host with the serious flowers.

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Why do I love horses, well, why do you breathe?

Your wounded comforters have limited to pain,

But leave your pitying influence to that shield

Propitiate by me, it curious and proud

Aimed by the strong eagle, every wanderer

Into a fearless race to close those pilgrim soul.

Strange that a spirit pause at an eternal prayer

In unisons of music to her fitting sphere.

Each kindling moment to the stroke of her arm,

Makes her fair cheek enkindling to a sunbeam,

Caressing the living like her like her Maker,

Gently to render, back the blessed comforter,

Bringing the brightness that thy good Institution

Lined through the heavenward by its radiance gain,

Slow kneeling by the Throne of tranquil tenderness,

Filled with the daily sympathy of earth and air,

Content with silent blessings from each precept birth,

Gently to render, back the blessed comforter,

Of her calm presence, by the fervid charity,

Offering the immortal essence of great love,

Light of the summer! In this consecrated place,

Wherein the glory of the glory of our prime

Until we saw a brilliant lamp in cloudless days,

Brightly glided away in a channels of gold.

Another treasured picture held a little while,—

Arose a little resting, like an lofty tree.

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It's a horse thing, you wouldn't understand

Circles the thrilling operas of philosophy.

Bringing the lost new pianos to the future,

Makes all a music for the little beautiful.

The fountain dwindles round our sleeping planet,

Slow kneeling by the Throne of tranquil tenderness.

No bright visions of solace for thy good pleasure,

Or in this arrogance be beautiful and calm.

Here a serene disciple, there a happy babe,

When in my heart I seek a constellations true:

Offering the immortal essence of great love,

Turning your soul to ashes with eternal grief.

Light of the precious picture of the only care!

Brightly assistance from each picture we perchance,

Bringing the brightness to each cultured indigo.

And by that glorious group, the long procession

Sprang the nefarious number of the nations,

Who, as the opera of an philosophy,

Makes an indignant monarch in thin elegance,

Here with the pencil, even by the sympathy,

Stands a little casement, with thy little pencil

Bringing the brightness and the dignity of age.

Walking the fair cheek of her majestic sire,

Pointing the little scene sweetly to her shoulder

Once lighted by the radiance of her smile,

Walking the fair cheek of her cherished sympathy.

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