Walking into the Sun

Twittering birds try
To tell a story

Life hits a roadblock
And threatens to come
To a grinding halt

The sun is expected
To rise.

The horizon looks
Promising

The birds refuse
To stop chirping

You think of her,
Belonging to a
Different time zone

And travel the
Distance in your
Mind. You meet.
You cry. You handhold

You want to walk beyond
The horizon, into the sun!