Horizons (my poem)

Where is the end, friend?
No rainbow led me beyond the horizon
Horizons; horizons everlasting

Paths converge only to diverge
You experience the blessing and the curse
and accept transfiguration

My poetry is but an attempt to record feelings. All poems are written in one go. I do not tend to their aesthetic appeal, as that requires extra processing which detracts from my truth in the moment.