The truth stands on end
in this clouded valley at dawn
Our steps echo on the winding pathSearch our way into the mist and sun
The voice of the marshesshudders, we move as one
And as the world awakens to our footprintsWe whisper how far we’ve come
Written 8/10/16
Mist
Lovely work ~A~
Marvelously Fine
Lovely work ~A~