The other day we decided we would take our first Irish hike and made our way to, and eventually up, Sugarloaf Mountain. Just a few miles outside of Dublin, this mountain peak overlooks the bustling metropolis of Ireland's capital while sitting on the skirts of the Atlantic Ocean. Although each view was breathtakingly beautiful in completely different ways, the juxtaposition of such environments produced the same result. While I felt like I was on top of both natural and man-made worlds, I felt completely tiny; thankful to have the opportunity to observe each. Despite the beauties of each landscape, however, the most beautiful site I encountered that day was a group of wild horses. Relaxing atop an Irish mountain, these beautiful creatures looked as natural as the ocean below. This overwhelming beauty reminded me of one of my favorite songs and it has been running through my head ever since I happened upon them.
"Childhood living is easy to do, the things you wanted I bought them for you, graceless lady, you know who I am, you know I can't let you slide through my hands..." "wild horses couldn't drag me away, wild wild horses couldn't drag me away..." "I watched you suffer a dull aching pain, now you decided to show me the same, no sweeping exits or off stage lines, could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind, wild horses couldn't drag me away, wild wild horses couldn't drag me away..." "I know I've dreamed you a sin and a lie, I have my freedom but I don't have much time, faith has been broken tears must be cried, let's do some living after we die..." "wild horses couldn't drag me away, wild wild horses we'll ride them some day..." "Wild horses couldn't drag me away, wild wild horses we'll ride them some day..."
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