TRIUMPH OF SPIRIT IN LOVE, NATURE & ART

A Hug Without Arms

Horses & paintings 006 (2)

 

Do they think because

we have no arms

we do not hug?

Do they think because

we have smaller brains

we do not love?

*

We hug

neck to neck,

chest to chest,

coat to coat,

in a warm embrace

of pure love,

a love as pure

as theirs,

perhaps more so.

*

They think

we do not love

because it makes it easier

for them to drug us

for so-called sports,

for their so-called fun,

and race us past injury,

and, yes, they even kill us

for their gustatory pleasure.

*

All we want to do

is love our families

and run free.

But we are willing

to serve them

if they treat us right.

*

Now I ask you:

who here is superior?

8 responses

  1. it just makes my heart flutter – such affection in words and picture – wonderful!

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    June 26, 2013 at 10:33 AM

  2. Despite them not having traditional arms, they probably love each other more than some humans love each other. We need to learn from nature and animals.
    Yisraela

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    June 26, 2013 at 3:54 PM

  3. A benign thought in a beautifully written poem. I hope your message reaches far and wide.

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    June 27, 2013 at 9:26 AM

    • Another comment from Arjun!! 🙂 Molti grazie per tutti le paroli!!

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      June 27, 2013 at 10:33 AM

  4. Genie

    Love it, love it, love it! Both the poem and the photo!

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    June 28, 2013 at 12:18 PM

    • Thank you, Genie!! Have been loving some of your posts from days ago but they were not open for comments. I love the horses hugging, too.

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      June 28, 2013 at 1:26 PM

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