Horizon

Did the girl once cry tears of joy, or tears of sorrow?
For the sun-blessed youths, was there to be no tomorrow?

Son of the open sea, child of our mother earth.
To a magnificent love, they had given birth.

Their time was but a breath,  but a heartbeat,
no great task, no insurmountable feat.

But in the second that lasted a year, the day that stretched to eternity,
there lived a  burning passion, a bitter-sweet flame that engulfed infinity.

And when the son was finally reclaimed by the sea,
Brought by his heart to now fulfill his destiny.

The child, her feet rooted to mother earth as was her way,
bore the painful sight of her only love sailing away.

As the years passed, the son never returned, none knew of his fate
The child waited in her solitude, looking for no other mate.

In the reflection cast by her eyes there was but one thing that shone,
the beautiful, mystifying and forever-ending
horizon.