A Horizon Away

Somewhere between the sunset and the storm, I wait

Some say the day is done

Some say the night is young

Something tells me anticipation won’t abate

 

Pretending that I’m basking in the golden rays

Prefer to be someone

Prepare for a numb tongue

Predisposed to silent awe in deluge and flames

 

Now coming on the wing to the valley of gray

Now destined for freedom

Nowhere but straight above

Nowness moved clouds, the horizon now at arm’s length

 

My heart flutters in flight and cannot find its stay

My heart under the gun

My heart longs for the sun

My heart roots hold fast, blind to Wild they can’t contain

 

Living is just a horizon away

 

Soil