The Wild Horse

I run to dust off 
The lethargy that had settled in
I run
Dusting it off in a poof 
Off my shoulder

As I run
I break the shackles
Those that had come to entangle me over time
I break them one by one
Piece by piece

I run to swallow sunlight
As it seeps down filtered through the trees
I stretch up my neck greedily
To absorb in more of it

I run to
Soak in the freshness
And I breathe deeper
Not to miss out any of it

I run
To let winds play with my hair
I run 
To see the world around move
Like a poetry in motion

I run to break free.