The horizon

The horizon is not for donkeys

nor for lazy

it is no place for those with curt answers

without moist eyes.

The horizon is a line

but it is not a margin

not a border

not a wall

or a barrier. 

The horizon is a moving line

it is a perhaps

that push me out

away from my securities

it is a point of view that changes

when I try to look closely

or when I dream  it from afar.

I walk during the day

I observe the ceiling during the night

and my horizon moving.

I live just before this line

in one of the best places

where to become better

without shouting it to anyone

not in secret

simply

in silent.