07/15/2025
There are moments in life when everything feels still.
When the walls around you close in, and the darkness becomes too heavy.
When you no longer expect the light, no longer search for hope — you simply retreat into silence.
And then, in one of those moments, he appeared.
A horse.
Not loud, not grand — but real.
His steps were soft, his gaze so deep it felt like he saw everything you tried to hide from yourself.
He didn’t speak.
He didn’t ask questions.
He just stood there, at the edge of your broken world, looking at you.
As if to say, “I’m here. I see you. And your darkness doesn’t scare me.”
And in that silence, something greater than comfort appeared.
A spark of belief.
That even when you don’t feel yourself anymore — someone else can still feel you.
And sometimes, the greatest healing doesn’t come from words or noise,
but from the quiet presence of someone who simply stays.
That was the horse.
The one who didn’t just help you survive —
but became part of your soul.
The one you’ll never forget.
Because he saw into you… when the world turned away.
