Horizons
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Daryl
13 years agoAs sun rises it gives new light to new hope forming on the horizon as a rain cloud in the desert.
A promise of a better future to flourish, but I begin to question is this hope real or a mirage preying on my soul as vulture under the unrelenting sun.
Although the horizon the sun shines upon gives me reassurance. My heart tremors to such thoughts of elusive hope.
Like a desert my soul burns during the scorching days and freezes in the cold merciless nights.
Can you be the rain my thirst aches for or will you be the mirage preying on me in my darkest hour.
And as the sun sets on the beautiful horizon, these thoughts are left with me, hoping for the embrace of the comforting cool touch of hope.
