In the dawn of the world
women were given horses.
Creatures shaped from storm
and meadow.
Their hooves striking sparks
of freedom.
They rode not with reins,
but with whispers
their souls threading through
the breath of the beast
wildness answering wildness.
Love bloomed between them.
Not possession but devotion
a covenant older than language
sacred as the bond as mother
and child,
When a woman rides,
her spirit unfurls
and the horse becomes her
shadow,
her wings, her eternal
companion.
One response to “Riding Free – by Heather Mirassou”
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This is really beautiful <3
Heather Mirassou
Heather Mirassou is a poet whose work explores themes of love, sensuality, nature, and the sacred beauty of being human. Her poetry is grounded in emotional honesty and embodied experience, honoring both tenderness and desire as essential expressions of the soul.
She writes from lived moments where passion intersects with vulnerability. Memory resides in the body, and love serves as both a healing force and an act of courageous presence. Through imagery rich with nature, intimacy, and reflection, her words invite readers to feel deeply and unapologetically.
Her debut poetry collection, The Sensual Soul Poet, is available in Kindle, paperback, and audiobook at Amazon.com.
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