My Horizon

I stand here alone on the shore of my horizon the place where reality seems to meet the facts of my life and where the water reflects the trials of my life as my limits of experience washes away my footprints of knowledge i however i can see only about three miles before the surface of the light of my life before the earth curves it away out of my eyesight no matter how good one's eyes are my horizon forms a kind of boundary line far beyond which one cannot see but yet i stand free as i watch and wait for my destiny and fate too awake and arise from the line where the sky seems to meet the earth i remain steadfast on the grains of man hoping my horizon to uncoils my life's span