Toast to a Sagebrush Flat

Life and flats are far too short
when covered in a slow lope...

Some long and stretching stride
That covers ground

A-horseback

Swaying, dancing
Waltzing through the brushy places
In an easy slipping gait
That makes you sit up straight and grin--
Throw back your head and laugh out loud
Into the wind and sky and grass and land...and
Just because it's so damn sweet
To be alive and

"Ride"

May we all have lots of Life
And long, long flats to

Lope

Like that.