Falling into the horizon
Posted on 11. Oct, 2009 by Barry Hurd in Blog, Mystery
I was flying,
through the sky.
As if life, like a bird,
had wings made of joy.
.
Amazed and bewildered,
stretching my hope beyond today.
Moving through the clouds,
as night embraced my lover.
.
I held on, reaching farther,
knowing truth in feeling, not in having.
Falling faster, cold air on my lips,
my voice left silent in the wind.
.
Still searching,
hopeful now, as if always
keeping my heart warm, lightly glowing
as the stars beckon my adoration.
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Dear twilight, should I find this journey
to be an escape, do not let me go.
For I will find my companion,
when the sun rises, and I fall.