Beyond the Horizon
At the edge where the sky meets the sea,
A line that fades to mystery and dream,
Where the distant whispers call to me.
The sunset paints a promise, soft and clear,
A canvas where our hopes dissolve and swim,
In twilight’s glow, where past and future seem.
I reach for that horizon, wide and free,
But find my fingers brushing only air,
In every step, the vanishing appears.
Copyright © Frank Mashina | Year Posted 2024
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