Running, filled with peace

Horses. Selfless helpers and friends of people.
Such beautiful, graceful, trusting, kind creatures.
It is a pity that we meet them less and less in our life.
For technical flair, we forget about true beauty and harmony.
Harmony. She is in all the appearance of horses: in the bends of the neck with pulsating wreaths,
in a silky thick mane, in bottomless, sad eyes, in timid lips,
in slender and graceful legs.