Ariel’s hoofbeats pounding
Along the trail she flies
Escaping Hughes and heartbreak
The sorrow in her life
And as the beast moves faster
Head down, she trusts her guide
No need to be seeing
That world go rushing by
Mane through fingers grasping
Loins grip to the ride
Holding onto sanity
By verses in her mind
Together they are moving
Towards something, yet away
Creator of such beauty
Conquered by the pain.