Horizon
Distant line,
high in sky.
Gazing at,wondering why.
I sip my wine,
watching distant line
This curve of earth,
my thought,
for what it's worth,
is more than four walls
that hold me
for I see the horizon
not the four walls,
I set my eyes on
So much more to give
So much more to live
The thoughts of a kind
The life I have left behind
this distant line,
high in sky,
the pain of wondering why,
it is a sign
I can tell
for my heart will travel well,
I stop and think,
rest a spell,
do not sink
I think of the four walls I have left,
that horizon I see,
I am not bereft
for I can tell
what is behind me
is a shell
time will heal
the pain I feel
I am with my friends,
wise man too
I treasure the words they send
all this is true
for they love me
you see!
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2007
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