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

again

~

we always seem to be halfway

looking back

to the other horizon

that follows us

it seems

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