It’s been running for a long time… for days, months and maybe years. It ran on sand… on rocks and on water… Riders changed during the trips… destinations… and landscapes too… Sometimes, it left its traces on the surface it ran on, and some other times, you might not notice it even passed by… Sometimes, it jumped to pass over obstacles… Some other times, it fell… but always it got up and resumed its trips, no matter what they cost… Till the time came, and it finally felt… tired… tired in the middle of one of the longest trips it ever walked… it felt tired before reaching its destination… this is because it kept running without taking enough time to break… and to take its breath… or to think about the final target… Will it reach where it was mainly heading? Is this the target it should have run for all this time? The Horse suddenly felt lost in the middle of the vast desert.
Mena Mostafa
3 comments:
This is not a horse.
Once we took horses in nzlet el samman in the dark night and launched into the desert with friends. Horses were running OK, but suddenly mine was bit slowing.. kept slowing until it stopped.
It was dark there but I could hear it breathing like hell, so I imagined it was an old horse or some. Then it walked bit by bit until the end which was boring for others. When we reached some place with lights I discovered it was no horse.
I have one word to you. Anything that happens happens, anything that in happening causes something else to happen causes something else to happen, and anything that in happening causes itself to happen again, happens again. Although not necessarily in chronological order. :D
So may be it is not the end, it is just another begining for another journey.
He would feel lost, only if he finally does not know where he is heading. If he does, then it is just a matter of taking a break and looking for some direction tips.
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