Horizons

Feeling a crisp wind on my shoulders
urging me to take it on, all of it
throwing any qualms astray
each buoy beckons as a friend
guiding our path in turbulent waters
every turn leads to newer waters
calling on ports of life and staying awhile,
sampling, absorbing
adapting ourselves with every contour
bringing our spices to newer people
circling land again with new discoveries
and an entire log in my Life’s book is written
and before I begin a new log,
the horizon as always looms with possibilities
of what the journey may once again bring.