muscles ripple `neath dappled pelt..nadirs ease o`er terra..dial tossed gently up and down..plumage flowed b`hind frame..moving into a steadt canter..optics keeping gaze `pon task ahead..nares flare,scenting the place..optics look outwards,to the open pastures..hoping that his family was alright..forgetting the thought for a moment,figuring they were..playfully bucking..throwing dirt with his back nadirs..