Horizons
Horizons are a calling
a nudging to a place
that sometimes only
you can see far beyond
the misty plains,
way beyond the wooded hills
Horizons beckon and whisper,
“Come, just over the hill
just beyond where
you are at now.
There, look, is
the delightful thing
you have been searching for.”Sometimes it’s just a patch
of grass that is as green
as the patch you departed from,
but the perspective is different
the views go down to the ocean
and sweep the edges of your worldHorizons pull, they call, they cajole
they know the way.
© Tanya Southey
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