Bonita of Bwana
Posted : 3/31/2008 11:12:42 PM
Rigoletto has broken into a trot, he tosses his mane and seems to laugh as he sidesteps comets and dances through a meteor shower. The stars that were always there in his deep beautiful eyes are now all around him , a celestrial play ground... a true Heavenly pasture. He know no pain, never loses his wind. His footing is sure as he leaps the rings of Saturn and baskes in the warmth of Mercury. The bridge he used to cross was efffortless, a path well earned and scattered with the star dust that makes the black of his coat shimmer as if echoing the dark balnket of the night with it's stars. The song for which he was named , a song that required commitment to sing , an audience who could listen not with ears only but with an open heart seems very much like the relationship he found with your sister. Rigoletto now canters , he feels the joy of a sun burst filling him with healing warmth and lighting up the universe around him, he can canter forever , ears forward and eyes lit up, he listens for the sound of the heavens, sounds we may never know but he thrives on. One day Rigoletto will break into a gallop, many, many years from now he will come, flying to your sister's side. He will be there when it is her time to cross and he will once more carry her, without a saddle, no bridle and reins needed. he will show her the universe, race with her to spaces that she will glory in. He knew her unconditional love and returned it. The bridge is not as far as we think, it is only a heartbeat and a dream away...
Please tell your sister we have lit a candle for the big horse , it will celebrate his life and remind him as he explores his new unlimmited paddock that he was loved and exhaulted as only the very special can be.
Bonita of Bwana