the horizon

when the light
breaks, and the first
long lashes
of sunlight drape
the flat blue sea
i yawn and sit
and watch it all
unfold, as it does
everyday, not bored,
or tired with the
miracle of it all,
but wanting more
and being patient
for what's next on
my own horizon.
awaiting with
christmas anticipation
for the next
blessing to arrive.