A Hiker Looks to the Far Horizon © Dougal Waters Getty Images

Far Horizon

Do not think small,

if you think it all,

shoot for the far horizon.

For squandered lives,

minions in the hives,

amount to little more,

then going to sleep,

and then, arising.

Countless things,

we do to please,

our egos' ease,

that amount to little,

isn't at all surprising.

So rack your brain,

learn a new refrain,

and turn a blame,

into enterprising.

You are better than,

a henpecked hen,

assert yourself to learn,

be more than what you yearn,

reach out for the far horizon.

Soon you will find,

you've lost what had bind,

your mind in lockstep thought.

You will rise to the occasion,

find a new avocation,

over the far horizon.

Copyright 2019 © Ronald W. Hull

8/1/19

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