The Last Horizon 

Souls afraid are torn between

celestial parallels.

Stars and seas beckoning that

death and life are but kindred

.

entities. Spirits waver

on tempestuous billows,

crescent and irresolute.

A dream drowns, it’s demise a

.

red giant of despair. The

dust residue is fragmented

casting an ominous shroud

disorienting light.

  1. .

The last horizon falters.

Dimensions shift. An essence

evolves in strength of darkness

Hope is reincarnated.

.

©Jacqui Slade

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