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Rev. Gregory Kensbock

Horses On The Wind

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Their hooves beat heavy on the wind

Like thunder clapping in a summer storm

Louder yet, I hear them coming

There are horses on the wind

Their hooves pound out their fate

Their destination yet unknown

Horses on the wind

Their fiery nostrils like the gates of Hell

Nothing living can mount their fury

Their muscles stretch with stress and strain

Their warm deep breath chills the soul

Excitement mounts with each hoof beat

Fate she plays her heartless trick

The hooves now fly, the manes, they blow

The roaring waters rush below

There are horses on the wind

Their hooves poud out their fate

Their destination yet unknown

Horses on the wind

Falling, falling there is no chance

The water closes around the mass

All is quiet the dust settles down

The rushing water took its toll

There are horses on the wind

Their hooves poud out their fate

Their destination yet unknown

Horses on the wind

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