Clip clop. Clip clop.

Four hooves keep a steady pattern, forming the rhythm of a drum.

Massive muscles refusing to fail are strong and powerful like a great storm rolling in.

Wind blows through each strand of mane, flowing them from right, to left, and reaching for the clouds.

The tail is the waves in a great ocean, repetitively swerving up and crashing down.

The last pounding of hooves is like the final heartbeat.

As the front two rise off the earth, the back push the rest of the weight into the air with incredible power.

Clop Clop.

Within seconds, the hurdle is cleared without hesitation.

The power of strength and beauty continues, forming the energy and connection of rider and horse.