There is horse imagery in the gates on the racecourse being lifted and the exercise horse is propped up on a skeletal structure: the horse is the imaginative mind as driven by desire (in a flesh and blood world). The main artery for this creative impulse is ready to slice like an axe: off with her head! The soul is rearing to go and run the full course. But the body is weary, too weary to run, though determined to stand its ground.
Very beautiful, I feel the ringing of truth. I actually have wondered if my soul is bored. If I try to look at the biggest picture I can imagine I dont think my soul is bored but precisely doing what needs to be done (or wanting). So than the question would be, whats the court? It is so much easier to think the court is a productive, hardworking and obedient life as the 'normal' people should. But my soul (or coincidence) said no that apparently. Maybe I am running the court at this moment, experiencing a lot ;)
It is probably that transitional phase for you where you allow yourself to be doing what others may judge to be "unproductive". It may take a long time to go through this phase, I hope people like me endorsing you will cut it much shorter than it was for me.
Thank thank thank you. I hope it will be as short as possible