An ever-nearing precipice
Of hope and choice
To walk the narrow path
Or stand at its fortress
Shall my voice call out
It is not I
Remember that
It is the echo of others
From deep within my soul
@Aetherealis
Writer • Poetess
An ever-nearing precipice
Of hope and choice
To walk the narrow path
Or stand at its fortress
Shall my voice call out
It is not I
Remember that
It is the echo of others
From deep within my soul
@Aetherealis