The wild horse stopped mid-run to look at me
Its mane tangled in the wind, eyes steady and kind
That gaze felt like an invitation and a challenge all at once

Nature is truly poetry. Spoke more truth than most conversations I’ve had today. I felt hugged by this caption.

I find inspiration in problems, not perfection.

How did you put this much soul in so few words? Quietly one of the best things I’ve read all day.

This should be in a museum. There’s something sacred about how you write animals. How is this free content?