As I sat gazing through the window, on the morning of my birthday, in wonderment of the sun rising in front of me on the horizon watching the waves powering onto the shingle beach, I briefly mused on the idea of time passing (another year older) and my horizon moving with me wherever I go never reaching that line of vision, always just out of reach. Rather like a treadmill, the daily routine of life, repeating the same rituals. But what of the beautiful landscape in front of me, changing constantly, it’s transience and unstoppable force……
That, I cannot change, but how I experience and interpret this wonderful existence is by visualising what is beyond my horizon what is possible….
Daily prompt: horizon
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