Horizon
Posted on Apr 28th, 2007
by 
Catherine
Catherine
I love the geometry of the horizon
can you feel its line, its curve
it speaks to the heart in perceptions
not contradictions
for you see, ambiguity, can be
a cradle, a haven, a place, a pause
half crushed questions
in a crucible
promising knowledge
and meaning
looking for the essence
of love and peace
so I say, embrace unknowables
forgive them
don’t let them scare you
though scare you they will
there is no place
where open eyes and head high
will deny you
no single place in life will stay beside you
but the horizon
will never leave
©2007 C. L. B. Callender
can you feel its line, its curve
it speaks to the heart in perceptions
not contradictions
for you see, ambiguity, can be
a cradle, a haven, a place, a pause
half crushed questions
in a crucible
promising knowledge
and meaning
looking for the essence
of love and peace
so I say, embrace unknowables
forgive them
don’t let them scare you
though scare you they will
there is no place
where open eyes and head high
will deny you
no single place in life will stay beside you
but the horizon
will never leave
©2007 C. L. B. Callender
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ambiguity
August 2008 
I love the geometry of the horizon also. You have described it wonderfully.
:)
There are no straight lines in nature.
“Ambiguity” has been a toy tossed into my mental “play-pen” lately. I love this poem, for it addresses what many of us feel. Fear of the unknown. Better the rut you know, right? … ah! but there's the rub, without risk, there's no reward.
for you see, ambiguity, can be
a cradle, a haven, a place, a pause
Your gentle words remind us to embrace the unknown and seek its gifts. Thanks.
This poems brings out the contrast beween the fixed nature of the horizon and dynamic fluidity in everyday life events - the hope beyond the horizon is always there.
so I say, embrace unknowables
Alright, I will … but only because you say so. :)
Very cool, Catherine. Let go of the need to know. Thanks for this one.
Very well done Katerina, I acknowledge the need to embrace the unkowable for that is how we learn and evolve. However I see a difference between staying in the safe embrace of ambiguity, which implies not making a choice or decision, and embracing the unkown. The former is living safe while the latter is living boldly, fearlessly, which is what I chose.
This also reminds me of the Indigo Girls’ song Closer To Fine:
The less I seek my source for some definitives
The closer I am to fine.
Very well done, Cathar-ine. St. Frankie would be tickled. Hell- I am!
I acknowledge that this poem is beautiful- probably it’s a pilferous poem and stole some of its authoress’ namesake purity and loveliness. Rotten scoundrel. Maybe I’ll apprehend it for you and send it back to the brig of the heart where thieving poems belong. Consider it done.
However, I project myself into this poem. It’s sad but so hard to avoid. How to read the poem through the eyes that wrote it instead of my own inadequacies and needs? Difficult. What kind of boldness and fearlessness would be required of me to see through Thy eyes- to put down my own pen and sword- to relinquish my mind for a moment to you, authoress? How to respond to such beauty without a “yes, but” or a “semicolon however comma”? How to be SO courageous as to simply watch and allow a sense of joy and awe?
Ah! Wait! I see the answer now- here in this very poem!
“a cradle, a haven, a place, a pause
half crushed questions
in a crucible
promising knowledge”
Now I have the perfect reply!
!!!! :)
I send round hugs.