Lasso the Sun

The rider rides
With rage and passion in his heart
Over golden hills and across the plains
Across the great breath of land
Through realms and domains
Ready
     To capture the sun

His untamed spirit and will
Has no time for menial things
There is a flame to catch and a force wield
As he gallops into the distance
Willing to conquer the day
Ready
     To seize the sun

He chases the fire in the sky
Without wings or propellors he flies
Hi horse racing against time
Leaving a plume of smoke and dust behind
The rider goes after the dream
Ready
     To catch the sun

With rope tight in his hand
There is a sound of glorious fury
And victorious determination from the whip
The rider and his horse make the run
To obtain the impossible
Eager
     …to lasso the sun

Are you ready?