This morning’s sunrise was another beauty; the cloud structures made for such interesting texture and offered themselves a canvas for the morning light to refract; the whole rising sky seemed to open wide to the reflecting warm rainbow colors cast upon its airy canvas: yellow, gold, pink, violet, misty gray mixed with hints of orange and tangerine. And then, in a few minutes, this image was transformed…one brilliant morning moment sharing its glory and its brilliance with the next. Why this fascination with the morning horizon?
Horizons delight…do they not?
Horizons tempt, horizons tease,
Horizons tantalize, imaginations to please.
Horizons far away, always will be,
Horizons far away, too far for eyes to see.
Horizons unfold towards the vanishing of sight;
Horizons propel, induce HOPE to take flight.
2 thoughts on “My Horizon”