At last the horizon beckons
And landfall awaits
A white shore
And high mountains
At long last, in view

The earth shakes
As memory trembles
And histories resonate
And all the steps upon the earth
That have ever been taken
Are at once forgotten
And never gone

Such sights have I seen
Such wondrous places
Such wondrous peoples

Why should I remain
Here?

I woke from a dream so deep
I believed myself elsewhere
Elsetime

That the coming of the day
Brought not expected pain
But warmth
And comfort

Alas that I awoke

The morning with it brings
New hope
New promise
New, brighter sunlight

As the dark of night recedes
And the grief of yesteryear
Dims

The horizon is bright
It is unknown
Uncertain
Unmeasurable

But bright

Ah, but to look
Out the window
And see

The bright horizons
I have imagined
All my life