The Echo:

The Echo:

The wind blows by my ear,
Battered and beaten,
Frantic to find an answer,
But not knowing exactly when,

The blinding sun guiding my path,
Showing what could not be seen,
Giving my strength, everlasting power,
Faithful, kindle, keen,

The mist slowing my progress,
Binding my only way,
Fighting through the cloud of smoke,
Breaking through the never ending grey,

I falter to the ground,
Unable to pick up what was lost,
Finding, looking for strength,
But my life was the only cost,

My eyes flickering,
The echo rising to my chest,
But I could not accept,
Accept that eternal rest.