The Tao of Spartacus Jones: On Horses, Music, Life, Love, and Liberty.
Monday, February 9, 2009
The Moon is a Harsh Mistress
I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences Gaze at the moon till I lose my senses I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences Don't fence me in.
Love the poem and the photo. Out here in Utah, I feel like that when I'm out riding in mountains or desert. There's still so much open land out here, the spirit can soar free.
4 comments:
beautiful dream of freedom. The pictures goes with the lines very well.
Love the poem and the photo. Out here in Utah, I feel like that when I'm out riding in mountains or desert. There's still so much open land out here, the spirit can soar free.
Wonderful photo and I so love the words to that poem/song.
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Gorgeous photo, lovely tune.
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