horizon (a poem)

An empire on the horizon.
The best is yet to come.
I have seen it.
I saw you too. Once.
True to reality.
You blurred and became history.
One vision proved stronger.
Than the other.

I never asked you to war with me.
Simply, I asked you to be with me.
Hide where you need to hide, Love.
I live life. You get by.
Our perpetual divide.
I await at port, alone. My ship is arriving, tides to be taken.
Your rock faithfully remains.

In time, someone new.
Until then, goodbye to you.

Christina Schmidt, MA

When two forces can get on the same damn page. Glorious.