His body weighs more than anything, well, most anything you’ve seen alive and walking on the land. His head is bowed most time, to eat, or walk or try to see.
His horns, though small against his massive frame, set him apart, make him like the king wearing the crown, not an idle passer, but one whose dignity and life pull off his shoulders set so high, and run the ground before him.
He is proportionate, more so than man or deer or rabbit, as his thoughts are on him, no one else,because he knows that it is he that he must work for with all his might.
His feet, which have the cloven hoof, can tenderly walk the surface, vigorously tear the ground, or capture the soul they carry.
Ralph Peck
Photography by Amy Hedges
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