Arts & Culture

The Call of the Wind

Hello everyone! Here is the first post of art and poetry for Beacon readers. You are a poet and artist and would like to share your work with The Beacon just clink on my name in the staff box and I will get it published. 

Sugar with the author

The wind whistles through my hair

as we ride by the sunset.

Why can’t a moment like this last forever?

It’s so beautiful; the sun so red and orange,

my horse’s mane whipping around

Her fur is touched with the sun

sunkissed.

Categories: Arts & Culture, Poetry

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