Chasing the horizonA Poem byIt was just another day. I felt like going far away. Where horizon kiss the sky, on that line I fixed my eye.
I would walk, I made my mind, until the horizon I'd find. An endless game it was, to play, for as I moved, it moved away.
Down a path footsteps had cut, through fields , I reached a little hut, an old man there asked my name, who I am ? From where I came?
I told him about my intention and my distant destination. Telling me to return, he smiled, as if I was a little child.
I listened to the man that day and turned back to go away. The horizon that moved away, then, started following me back again. © 2012Reviews
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Added on March 27, 2011Last Updated on December 19, 2012 Previous Versions Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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