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Horizon


Is there still, like there was, a space untouched
Where fall and rise are not adverse?
Is there still, like there was, a view without me
Where near and far are not inverse?


In time I’ve named, in time I’ve clutched,
And tried to have and tried to keep,
But now I know as I can see,
That all I sow I have to reap.


The seeds of far, the seeds of near,
I lost my star, I live with fear.
The seeds of rise, the seeds of fall,
Give way to sighs, I lost my call.


I see a ledge which is not there,
I wish to leap but I just stare.
Behind my back my hands are bound,
My feet are anchored to the ground.


I sense the ties that hold me down,
Are just some words in which I drown.
I hear the edge is nowhere further,
Than the I wherein I err.


Beyond this edge within,
I long to rise upon
Thy horizon.


ekoh
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