In the book of Job,
God replied to Job's cries
By commenting on the majesty of one of His creations
The horse.
"Hast thou given the horse strength?
Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?
The glory of his nostrils is terrible;
He paweth the valley and rejoiceth in his strength
He goeth on to meet the armed men.
He mocked at fear, and is not affrightened;
Neither turneth he back from the sword.
He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage.
He cannot stand still when the trumpets sound."

And oh, what a sound it is!
Riding on so fearlessly
It is like heaven's holy arena.
Fearing no one and nothing
The wars and battles won
The horse and man became friends
Always in the shadow of the one.
A lifelong friendship had been forged
And is to this very day.