A distant rumbling strikes the air. Swirling dust motes reach skyward. A
dry breeze dances across desolate lands. Thunderheads build and fingers of light split the
sky. A breeze becomes a howling wind. Hear the voice of creation! The Grandfather Spirit
sends his message across the plains, echoing through the mountains and valleys of Mother
"Creatures of this planet, behold, a Great Basket! I send this
basket, bearing the gift of life, to all corners of the universe. Now take these ponies, I
am cutting them loose. They will inspire a Spirit of free will. They will be a companion
for work and play on this planet. This is a way for you to see how all life depends on all
other life. This basket is my heart. You are at one with me. Eagle of the sky, we look to
you for vision. Salmon of the water, we look to you for life-giving sustenance. Deer of
the land, you provide a bountiful tranquility for our Mother Earth.
"From the center of my Basket burns the fire of our collective souls.
Humans, you are responsible. You have the power of reasoning and the gift of free will.
Use them wisely. Always be aware of the limitless nature of this ever expanding universe.
Let us live to inspire each other."
Note: You may have noticed, there is no
basket with the horses. That is because the sculpture is unfinished. For information on
how you can help raise funding for its completion, call the Thundering Hooves Sculpture