one moves forward
an inch at a time
toward that future
just out of reach
there
on the horizon
the horizon
poem by Fujiwara No Tadamichi
As I row over the plain
Of the sea and gaze
Into the distance, the waves
Merge with the bright sky.
Wata no hara
Kagi idete mireba
Hisa kata no
Kumoi ni mago
Okitsu shira nami
translated by Kenneth Rexroth