Somewhere, in a world that’s fair You’ll see me dare and take on the storm But I strive to keep this boat afloat And maybe our great adventure Lies somewhere to the east Deep into land Not battling rogue waves in the sea Sometimes we do what our heart commands And sometimes we wax our ears Keep looking at the road ahead With the scorching sun instead We keep going, for that is all we know Why we have feet And if we ever again meet We’ll meet as travelers, adventurers With big or small feats But a life full of intrigue Maybe we become heroes Each in their own league.
On the Edge | Poem | from Chaos
We live on the edge of time… How can we ever figure out what to do with the time that is given to us. A new poem by Danny Balllan.
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