I know we do not know each other, but I have always seen you around on the forum. I teared up reading your posts about Chinga and wanted to share this poem with you. A good friend shares it with me when I lost a horse that was very dear to my heart in high school. I hope it manages to bring you the small amount of comfort it brought me. Chinga is always with you, and he will always be by your side and in your heart.
Sending prayers your way as you continue to grieve for him.
Where To Bury A Horse
If you bury him in this spot,
the secret of which you must already have,
he will come to you when you call,
come to you over the far, dim pastures of death.
And though you ride other living horses through life,
they shall not shy at him,
nor resent his coming.
For he is yours, and he belongs there.
People may scoff at you,
who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall,
who hear no snicker pitched too fine for insensitive ears.
People who may never really love a horse.
Smile at them then,
for you shall know something that is hidden from them
and which is well worth the knowing
The one place to bury a horse...is in the heart of his master.