This pantoum is inspired by a post by Frank of A Frank Angle. I borrowed my first line from him. Thanks, Frank!
At the horizon, known and unknown meet,
this liminal space between sky and sea
when the sun dips down, and night not complete
where dreams are unfettered and left to dance free–
this liminal space between sky and sea,
in this place, future and past together dwell,
while explorers and dreamers look here with uncertainty,
they still seek this place–and fall under its spell.
In this place, future and past together dwell,
some think deep thoughts here, some none at all,
they still seek this place—and fall under its spell
as they watch ships vanish, beyond shouts and call.
Can we know what fate foretells here–
when the sun dips down, and night not complete?
Do we fear, question, or wait for what appears?
Certain only, at the horizon, known and unknown meet.
John Frederick Kensett, “Sunset on the Sea,” [CC0], via Wikimedia Commons
I’m off prompt for NaPoWriMo. I’m also linking this to dVerse Open Link Night.