Day 2081, horizon.

Day's pictures, Poetry

Utah, America, 2016

A long horizon stretches in front of us

and a path leads us

to the sun

the rain

or night


we don’t see a trail

but something urges

we don’t even see

where we tread


over and over



we always seem to be halfway

looking back

to the other horizon

that follows us

it seems

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