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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Gomm Avatar
March 20, 2009 at 4:32 PM
thats really lovely i can see myself looking at a horizon reading this and no-one can see past that and i always think thats a good sign x sally
Devonshire Avatar
March 20, 2009 at 2:57 PM
The horizons of the lifelong journey you share in this poem know no bounds. BRILLIANT!
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