Mist (day 1)

The truth stands on end

in this clouded valley at dawn

 

Our steps echo on the winding path
Search our way into the mist and sun

 

The voice of the marshes
shudders, we move as one

 

And as the world awakens to our footprints
We whisper how far we’ve come

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Written 8/10/16

Mist

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Marvelously Fine

Lovely work ~A~