The horizon has always fascinated me. No matter how far we walk, it quietly moves ahead of us.

We never quite arrive.

Perhaps understanding is a little like that. The more we learn, the farther we see.

Yet the horizon of what remains to be discovered seems to move with us.

Strangely enough, I no longer find that discouraging.

I find it beautiful.

Perhaps the horizon was never meant to be reached.

Perhaps it exists to invite us onward