Horizon to Infinity

A single line spread as far as the eye
can see.

Would I fall into oblivion if I went on to
the edge of the mystical place?

The water is as still as ice in an August
heatwave.

I might slide to unseen lands beyond
the shore.

A cloud hovers hesitantly above the blue
reflection of Heaven.

I imagine the abyss of final days ineluctably
welcoming these wary bones.

Listening for a beat beneath the flesh I remain
uncertain, unable to step in.

It seems as if paradise came to my rescue
revealed to my sole delight.

No need to motion onward at the hour of dusk
all is well in the eternal dream.