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

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 8/10/16


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Marvelously Fine

Lovely work ~A~