The Horizon

Today I saw
A canvas,
held up in the sky.
The waves crashed against it
As if they were washing
The woven fabrics
Of future creation.

There was a drop
Of hope.
Hues of tomorrow
Setting into borders,
Warmness spreading
Through the sides.
Remainder of the day been.

And then there was
A splash.
Red, pink, orange
Clouded in some,
Openly living in others,
Seamlessly flowing,
Through the blank board.

It started to set
Bluish black streaks,
Precursors of finality,
Exuding sheen,
The calmness
In the dreams.

9 Comments on “The Horizon

  1. Methodical sequencing of present events and then HOPE…. It’s delicate


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