before now the tide carried me far <br />from your soft laden words <br />from your wide wounded eyes <br />across the blue, into horizon <br />------------ <br />where the lemon coated sun <br />oozes decadent raindrops and giddy <br />strom gray clouds hold hands with <br />brooding lightning and the reed thin grass <br />hums lacksidaisically to the peppermint breeze, <br />and the trees bend and sway in time <br />always theres <br />time <br />til the waves sweep in <br />pulling me away <br />------------- <br />today as i pen this sandy thought <br />the beach does not beckon <br />as it once did <br />nor the water so grateful to tow me <br />------------- <br />horizon, though thinner than most, <br />is a destination, but to some <br />it's an escape <br />if you can, look out far <br />and shield your eyes from the <br />lemon rays and wipe away the <br />slippery drops, if you don't mind the <br />skipping lightning or scuddling clouds, <br />and forget the melody of the reeds Don't linger <br />in the minty wind and please hasten past the tender trees and tell time to wait <br />for horizon <br />oh the endless skyline <br />is here<br /><br />Alexzia Ferdinand<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/horizon-is-here/
