The Traveler

I sat on the ledge near his muzzle as he napped.  
He extended his front hoof to me. 
Again, 
Again. 
Come with me. 
Again. 

Yes, in my heart. 
I relaxed into the dimension he visits often, beyond separation.  
No intellect. Only knowing. 

I observed the stories receding, my name dissolving. 
My body released a hundred layers of holding. 
My spine softened into love.  

Home.