I stare out at the skyline between his chestnut ears, the heat from his body meets the cool crisp air forming a mist around us. Hoofbeats stop, but they echo through my soul.

The way the snow dusted mountains touch the sky with a simple ease of purely being. They don’t reach. They don’t try. They just are.

The never ending blue hits the white peaks creating an abrupt boundary between infinity and its end. Such a fine line between now and forever.

How we wonder what lies beyond them. Out there in the abyss where dreams hide and the sun sings. We know tomorrow isn’t promised. When might we end up there?

Our two hearts beat in rhythm with the wind as it takes my breath with it. We don’t know where we are going, but we know where we are. This is it. Today is all we need.