What A Horizon It Is Poem by Peter S. Quinn

What a horizon it is
The unclouded blue clear
Deep space certainty bliss
So far away though near
All is in azure glowing
Above the yellow green
Beat to beat there going
Of what is written between

What is there in yonder?
Where my eyes can’t see
Star to star all asunder
In hours of nowhere to be
In the unreachable way
Where my wings can’t yearn
And pitchy abysses play
In the fires of eternal burn

What a horizon is this
In the sunny skies above
The embellish of blue kiss
From the nature of love
Where its touches is feeling
Of our times going by
While life is thru wheeling
In the turntables of the sky