It was the morning when the freshness of the air awakened every cell of my body. The sunrise painted the sky a combination of pink and purple, bathing the landscape in early morning magic. My favorite horse, named Luna, was waiting for me no less impatiently than I was for her.

When I approached her, her noble posture and the sparkle in her eyes seemed to say: “Let’s begin our adventure.” I felt every beat of my heart as the saddle slid across her back, as if our pulses were sliding in the same rhythm. The horse's mane wind and the smell of her fur filled the air as we began our morning ride.

Under our earth I woke up, and the Moon carried me through fields and forests, as if we were one. Everything around seemed backward and calm, but every moment was full of energy and freedom. I felt how we communicated, as if without words we were seeking understanding and mutual love.

The morning sun played in the rays, creating a play of light and shadows around us. The horse was full of energy, but at the same time responded so confidently and gently to my instructions. We easily crossed fields and traversed forest paths, as if we were part of this living and living nature.

Every exhalation filled me with vigor, and every exhalation was carried away with all the comfort and worries. Our hearts beat in unison, creating music, freedom and trust in each other. This moment was my way of getting away from the hustle and bustle and enjoying a simple but valuable futile connection with this beautiful animal.

When it was time to return, I felt grateful to Luna for this moment and the strong bond that united us. We walked back to the stalls and I complimented her on the wonderful morning we had together. These morning rides always leave something special in my soul, as if they give me wings and freedom that I could only dream of.