Horizon (A Poem)

Where lies the line that divides wax

        From sun, earth from sky, fall from leap?

        You, fallen one who could not keep

Time: restore the balance it lacks – 

Balance of time, of wax and sun.

        Mediocracy always preys

        On rules this endless tango lays

Which made Icarus come undone.

You never were a friend of mine – 

Yet joined as one, our feathers shine

Soaring towards the horizon line. •

Photo courtesy of Long Ta.