The Eternal Horizon
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The Eternal Horizon
David J Walker
Subtle
Slips the morning sun
Into the new days view of
What might come
And what must wait
And be weighted on
in another time from
The point we touch and call today
As we pay our dues
In the passions play
Words rehearsed in dreams
Before the dawn
A birth
A life
A death
And we go on
Or slow we go
Into the night
Someplace below
The eternal horizon
Copyright © David Walker | Year Posted 2022
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