In shape, in courage, color, pace and bone. Save a proud rider on so proud a back. There is no secret so close as that between a rider and his horse. A prince is never surrounded by as much majesty on his throne as he is on a beautiful horse. The wind of heaven is that which blows between a horse's ears.
Horses carry the history of mankind on their broad backs.
The Little Holy Wind blows through his hair. My horse with a mane made of short rainbows. My horse with ears made of round corn. My horse with eyes made of big starts. My horse with a head made of mixed waters.