The Horizon and You
A new untrod surface to walk on,
and you'll carve your own way.
The branches will lead you to the shore,
where waves will paint new leaves from foam.
The Sun's shine in waters will nourish new growth,
so the gulls overhead call a new dawning way.
The clouds bring you up and wrap blankets over your mind,
to unfurl when the Sun's roots take hold.
It's where trees grow strong in the ocean's sand,
this place is the horizon and you holding hands.
EaS
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