Horizon

At times, I'll be with the  warmth of the sun,
Other I'll just be riding the harsh cold winds...
Like the horizon where reality seems to bend,
You'll find me their at worlds end..

Where the sky reaches out to the  earth,
I'll be impossible for you to touch,
And you'll remember as your eyes speak,
Of all those memories that once had been.....

A place where all your rivers have combined,
To form the vast ocean that defined
Years of tears will now be realised,
As you drink that unceasing wine.

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