Breathe.

I can finally Breathe. 

We are one.
One  motion, 
one lifetime. 
Crossing the landscape in a blur. 

The Landscape. 
It's real. 
Away from the turf. 
Where the only nature is the surf, 
and even that has been stripped and polluted. 
Our fauna has been ravaged and looted, 
and we must pay. 

But for the moment I will be, 
where I am free. 
In the bush with a horse. 
Where the nature is real, 
and I can finally breathe.