Slow Horizons

Each night always the same

journey seeking a moment.

The sunlight is shadowed

as clouds drift the sky.

Thoughts focus upon now,

yet tomorrow does knock.

What is this final note

playing this lifelong melody.

Watching the sky offers

a natural outcome.

Could we imagine anything

beyond ourselves,

the question might remain.

Our guided terrain will

always offer a solution.

Horizons do hold promise.