A poem written by Matthew Civico
A vast expanse opens before me
new every morning.
Some days I forget—
and miss the sunrise.
The world is black and white
so I see in shades of grey.
There is colour to be found
but only in the sunlight.
Too often I’m tossed about
doubled-minded like the waves.
When I can’t trust the compass
there stands a distant lighthouse.
I live life at sea
longing but not lost.
Red skies and grey mornings
but the sun sets over a vast expanse
A far green country.
