New/New year.................................................................................Over the Horizon

A new day edges
over
the Horizon

Blind to the other side
Of the horizon,
I stand naked
As the light slowly edges above
Earth's far rim.

I am a book full of
Chapters I have written.
Each new day I choose
Words; new and old, to
Write in the book.

This writer chooses the
Story and the story is
The writer.

The other side of the horizon
holds the mind's imaginings.
On the new page
I will follow my pen,
My tale..

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