Blue Horse Running

I had a day vision this afternoon. I was in a deep meditation and my heart was just beginning to raise back above 43 beats a minute. The air was crisp like Winters man and I was entranced by a calm grayness that encompassed me. Then I began to see a blue color that was somehow moving like little glances from side to side. This form became like a dog darting from one rock in a stream to another rock without getting too wet. And then, I saw the horse running!
It was Blue Horse Running! Blue Horse ran, galloped straight toward me and wasn't stopping. Blue Horse ran right up to my face as I stood, and as you know I stand seven feet tall. Blue horse was breathing hard, it's lungs filling fast and exhaling rapidly but with a calm precision reminiscing a bear in hibernation.
I saw the chest of Blue Horse and I saw the glistening of the perspiration bead upon the short hairs that ran across from each other upon Blue Horse's belly.
I saw Blue Horse raise a hoof and set it down and it's breath was upon me straight forward and I saw the star gaze that Blue Horse gifted me at that second. A sight not yet beheld by me in my life, but was yet familiar and entrancing.
Then Blue Horse asked me "Did you see me running?" and I felt the words, rather I saw the words imprinted upon my minds memory. Blue Horse repeated the question with two quick interruption for quick snorts of air passing out and in it's nostril's, "Did you... see me... running?"
I saw the mane of Blue Horse sway with the air, partly matted and yet shining like weaves of grain on the prairie. Had I seen Blue Horse Running? Oh, yes!