ok, so apparently I wrote this about Ninja and just found it on the computer.  Decided I would share it with everyone :)



        There are few things in life that one can experience that are more powerfully moving than the sight of a beautiful horse. To see a horse in motion, each muscle rippling, coat gleaming, hooves beating a tempo into the earth, is to witness the magnificence of Heaven in physical form. Yet, even more powerful than that sight is the honor bestowed upon those who are blessed to own such a dramatic creature. I feel that I have been blessed with such a horse.
        While riding, my horse and I are partners; together we work to benefit each other. I benefit from his strength, he from my leadership. Together we cover the ground in a way that defies the boundaries of the human soul. He gives to me joy and flight, and I to him compassion and respect. We often ride bareback, and we move across the fields at a gallop as one creature united. We glide across and through the tall grass fields like a dolphin cutting seamlessly through the ocean waves. Our partnership produces a combined elegance and contentment. However, when I am on the ground next to my horse, we are no longer partners. For then we see eye to eye and he becomes my brother, my best friend. There is an understanding between us. He sees no imperfection, carries no grudge or prejudice, and loves unconditionally. The intensity of his soul is so pure; it uplifts my own to be in his presence. He inspires strong devotion, and while I bear his image on my heart, I carry him on my soul. I hope one day to meet a person that enchants me as much as he does; someone who can return what I give as readily as he can.
        His beauty is of an image painted within a palace. But as an old saying goes, he is as majestic as any palace that has ever been built. While he is not perfect in every form, his elegance and brilliance forbid you to notice. His white coat gleams of crystal after a summer bath, his mane and tail literally sparkle in the sun. His dark eyes are pools of wisdom, to be shared by witnessing him in all his majesty. He is radiant in spirit, contagiously good-willed and benevolent. To embrace his powerful neck is a sensory experience. I can hear the steady rhythm of his heart, feel his soft coat and silky mane, and smell his earthy scent. He is so wonderful, to behold him is intoxicating.
        I often wonder how I am so blessed to have crossed paths with this powerful soul. With all my own imperfections and flaws of human character, I feel so overwhelmingly honored and unworthy to have him in my life. I think we are sent our horses to strengthen our souls through their perfection. My horse gives me the desire to be better, as a horseperson and a human being. He takes away any heartbreak and renews my spirit to continue each day, to live as he does, in harmony with himself and his surroundings. Through his short existence, he will continually change and inspire me like no other force in my life. Then, when it comes time for him to leave me, I will mourn him, as we all do our lost friends. Yet, he will always influence my being, as he is etched into my very soul.