The Horizon

I walked past the shadow at midnight wondering if it is morning or day light, I look out the window to see what I could find but darkness rises above the hill and everything was still. I looked beyond the horizon, searching for a spot where I could relax and bring the memory back but all was vague and the clouds kept rolling away. I stood by the window searching for new meaning and watch the eagle flapping its giant wings. It rises from the dark soaring at an altitude that made everyone confused, then it flies above the clouds and come dancing around. Suddenly morning comes alive on the other side and greets me with a stronger appetite and evening began to smile and the birds began to gather around and the universe spreads itself on the ground. It is not the kind of feelings that you often get or the one that cause you to fret, nor is it the feelings that makes you feel down. It is the feelings that keep pushing you around and for one moment the helplessness captivates you your innate courage and deceives you, and nature pushes you further into a corner. And it feels like there is no way out and you feel like a sale crawling into its shell and suddenly your spirit starts to break. You turn around the corner and you see people moving around, cars, busses and vans moving into different directions and, planes taking off and landing and a multitude of people going around trying to find a path where they can settle down but they end up right where they began. I can see it in plain eyes as if I was reflecting on a mirror planted in the sky. The depth of the ocean could not contain it and the Universe will not be able to bear it Russia and North Korea are one and they will start singing a different song. The conference tells you what you want to hear but the clouds are drawing near.