The Lost Horizon between light and dark.

What lies beyond

the ocean's horizon,

but an orange eye setting

in the waves that seeks

the sail of thoughts

of day dreams, lost.

In my dreams I lie

a thousand memories away

to a place unknown,

but on reflection I find...

I'm on the other side of the mirror.

In the writing world -

a chasm of spells

along rainbow hues

where thoughts do fly:

my soul drowns in the inkwell

while my love swims

to the shore of paper's edge,

my heart that weeps

turns the next page

as the sunset casts

its shadow upon me -

a certain dark is needed

to see the stars.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

we can't hide from the sun's eye...the stars are beautiful...but sometimes to see beauty we have to look through that darkness...
j.