A stroke of charcoal, dark and deep, awakes a spirit from its sleep. No saddle, bit, or iron rein can hold the monarch of the plain.

Through washes of a twilight hue, deep amethyst and midnight blue, a flash of gold, a spark of light— Yellow ochre in the night.

The storm-born mane begins to flow, a wild crescendo, row on row, catching the wind, defying gravity, a testament to majesty.

With steady eye and proud advance, locked in a fierce, eternal dance, he breathes the air of liberty- unbroken, confident, and free.

For strength is not in iron bounds, but where the untamed spirit runs. gmcginty

Design available on apparel and art prints: Gayle McGinty Art