As you step into the arena, <br />Your heart rushes, <br />Horse following close behind, <br />Giving you steady nudges. <br />You mount yourself slowly into the English saddle <br />You move toward the jump. <br />Faster, faster. <br />Your feet ready in the stirrups <br />In jumping position, <br />As you grow closer to the jump <br />You are overcome by a weird sensation, <br />A sensation of happiness, nervousness, and excitement <br />As you post you feel the heart rate of the horse. <br />You are both one. <br />Faster, and faster still, <br />You feel as if you where flying, <br />Your horse raises its front legs, <br />You are flying! <br />Over the jump you feel relaxed, <br />You feel great. <br />You draw your horse to a slow gait, <br />Your heart racing. <br />Again and again you jump <br />15 minutes pass you loose time, <br />You slow down. <br />The horse’s heart is racing to the pace of yours, <br />You slow to a halt <br />Lower yourself from his back, <br />You pat him congratulate him, <br />And return the tack. <br />(Pause) <br />Jumping… Such a wonderful feeling, <br />Your heart rushing!<br /><br />Bethany Maxwell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jumping-horses/
