Somewhere in the Horizon

Staring into the pinkly tinted sunrise,

I stand upon the shore that leads into a vastness

That my mind can never comprehend

Without a journey into it alone on one of the many boats

That rocks upon the waves.

 

Somewhere in that distance, beyond that

which I cannot see; somewhere out there

lies my future. For now, I stand upon a broken shore

filled with my misery and

with my sorrow, hidden in the grains of the black sand

that I stand so calmly upon.

 

But for every grain that is my

Misfortune,

Another grain is my joy. Each hidden

White grain is my light into the darkness that

Undoubtedly will precede

Each footfall that I set.

 

Looking into the distant horizon,

Seemingly endless;

But how can something with no beginning

Ever have an end?

The horizon is but a circle,

So where could one find

The beginning to a circle?

 

The answers to my questions

All lie within

That which cannot exist.

For existence is so

Inconsequential and

So trivial;

My existence is

Like a droplet of the water

In the expanding waves

That grab towards my feet.

 

Towards the sunrise

Is all that I seek; whether

I shall find it in life or in death

Is something I

Shan’t know

Until presented to me.

 

So as I stand here looking towards the sun,

Towards my future,

Maybe I will find the answer

To where I will go;

For I am but a traveler,

With no money and no home,

Seeking refuge in the

Paltry hopes that

Tomorrow will be a better day

As the sun will rise over this shore

For years to come.

Reviews

[F.Gentil]

As I read I could see myself standing upon the black sand with white specks pondering these thoughts in my own head. For some reason I feel it doesn't truly resolve. I find that if death will be presented to you, in what way do we know tomorrow will come, moreover, for years to come? I love the mysteriousness you gave at the beginning, I feel that there is more living within this piece that maybe needs to be explored. I noticed you wrote "Somewhere in the Horizon" in 2008, do you believe that your viewpoints within this writing as a writer has changed since that period? I really did enjoy reading this piece, yet, I feel there is something more to it. Not sure what, but maybe I can spark a notion that didn't come to you before, maybe not, which is the beauty of literature. Once more this is a nice piece. Thanks for entering the contest.

[~Sorcha~]

It will never truly resolve. Like life, there is no true resolution or complete understanding. And although I am not particularly religious, there are many religions that believe in an afterlife, a rebirth, heaven, hell, limbo. Take your fancy; life is eternal in death, whether it be in a place such as heaven, or to be found in rebirth, or even simply in the memories of others. Tomorrow will continue to come, even when we don't want it to. But with each tomorrow we experience, we learn and we gain from it. If death is what is presented, then rather then run from it, or fear it, it is better to accept it and continue to move forward for whatever shall come.

There is always more. Whether that more is for me alone, or for others, is something I cannot know until it happens. Just like the horizon, it will always be there, and we all just need to keep pressing towards it.

I wrote this, as you stated, back in 2008, back in my last year of high school. There was so much ahead of me, and so much behind me. I could only stand and stare and wonder, and even now that is really all I can do. Things change, time flows, it is all rather ephemeral to myself, so all I can do is continue pressing forward, reaching for that horizon to continue finding myself, my future, and the pathway of my life.

[isus]

fine poem

[Krazy On The Outside]

I really like you imagery! It was amazing!
I love it!

[Lexi Nicole]

This is a very lovely piece of writing. I love the imagery and the flow and rhythm work very well. Nicely done!

-Howl

[Sasavet]

WOW. This is a very mysterious piece and those are always my favourite kinds. I see questions about the future and where you'll go, but even more than that uncertainties about your past and who you are and why you're here... this is incredibly compelling, I loved it.