Sharing the Horizon

Oceans 167

When all we see is the ice, we can’t focus

on the melting, we don’t know of wilting

spring flowers before they ever grow,

and dirt means nothing more

than impenetrable earth.

But when we share our art

our colors breathing

in the sun, we give life

to our neighbor

as if we have shared

an endless horizon.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”


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