Yellow

There was something 

that was supposed to be there

in the horizon

deep, pushed in the yellow of the sky

where the olive trees 

and the smell of spices

travel in the air, and over my head

and I sense it all

as it glides through my hands

I know I've found it now

that thing I was looking for

when you look long enough

you can see it all

it's just there in the horizon

in the yellow of the sky