Thursday 26 February 2015

White Horses of the Sands Dunes

White Horses of the Sand Dunes

Thunder of hooves,
On soft white sands,
The light orb high in the sky.
White horses galloping on the wing,
Silky manes flowing freely,
Carrying precious cargo,
Carry me to the light high,
Above the physical plane.

Soft white chalk under my hands,
Feeling the outline of this majestic horse.
Carved into the hillside with Celtic splendour.
Epona may you bless him with life.
“Come alive oh horse
Come alive away from the hillside.”

Your moist warm breath in the early dawn,
Your white soft matted hair against my cheek,
Your slow heartbeat I feel,
Gentlest of souls you are to me.

More horses gather around in a half ring
Standing silently with their heads bowed.
Standing in the centre, energy swarms around me.
Blue light descends from above
Enveloping us with healing light

We close our eyes and are on the beach once more…
Meditating with silence.
Sea mist descends slowly...

White horses galloping on the surf,
With swiftness, grace and beauty,
Towards her, the Goddess Epona and eternity.


By Subrata Saha ( Copyright February 2015)