The horizon beckons

Oh, it calls to me

As the waves crash the rocks

And the sun kissed the sea.

I long for that moment

I shall wait for the chance

When it falls into place

The winds winding down.

Soon enough it shall be

The rain brought in me

I didnt see thee

That’s how it must be.

The eyes cannot see

What the hearts chose to see

And I hoped you would be.

As I hope I would be.

© 2018 Liz Mistica