How Far Will You Go?
Poetry
Published in
Apr 23, 2022
When it rains
When it snows
When I stand bare-bodied in the face of the unknown
What else can be worse?
Death must be, for I am not afraid of the inevitable.
When the next season blows
When the bells ring to call you home
Where will you be?
How far will you have gone?
When it rains over your deserted soul
Will you embrace the drops and grow what could have been yours?
Or will you run like a wildling from wall to wall?
Only to be lost once again among kingdoms, none ever yours!
