The Horizon beckons,
teases with promises
of new lands, new life.
The fading sun lights the path.
Run to it, reach for it;
though it stays just ahead.
Chase it long enough and you will catch it.
It is a game the sun plays on you.
It is a game you play willingly.
Pursue the ribbon of light
till the horizon finally swallows it.
Then turn and head towards home
promises warming your nights.
You look over your shoulder
as the Sun winks goodbye,
“Next time I will catch you my friend”.