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My very first poem, written while in the Egyptian Western desert. Working on an oil rig I had detached myself from the rig one evening. Far enough to be able to see what was going on, but in the silence that the desert can give.
Horizons
Did you ever sit on the desert sand
And watch day die and night claim the land?
And dreaded the sight of the stars and the moon
As they carry with them the dark and the gloom?
But no matter how dark and so cold it may seem
With the lonely hush so terribly mean
There is always the light and the warm joyful sound
When your mind starts to drift as you look all around.
For you already know that the day comes alive
When the sun raises it's head over dawn crimson skies
Lighting the land for all to see
So they can return from wherever it be
It's the same when I leave you for so many days
The loneliness coming in so many ways
But when my mind drifts my gloom becomes bright
For you are my day to comfort the night.
Copyright © Thomas Mansfield | Year Posted 2014
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