Horizon

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As I come upon a hill
At eventide, I can see
The tops of the trees are white
And are as high as they are wide
Contrasting the darkening nearby sky
Against the ever-present moment of time

I am thoughtful of this great expanse
Which swallows me as I descend
And fade away from its crest
I catch a glimpse
Of a once incandescent sun
Now consumed, by a vanished horizon.

 

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