Whenever I enter the property, I usually drive right into the garage and enter the house from the garage. When I leave the house for the gardens, I usually go to our backyard where most of the garden blooms. This is all to say, I rarely paid attention to the front yard until I began walking. Geez--lookit what I've been missing. My eyes are long accustomed to horizons. I really need to look more at what's immediately around me.
The horizon is
far, is
near
You need not
leave me
blindsided
You are my
horizon, what
exists
behind, before, on
this shimmering
line
Together, we call
a horizon
Home
In each other
we found
everything
for which we
want to
sing
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