walking through a deep valley
down at the bottom
echoes of voice
reberate through what is dimly lit
echoing song
through the mist
like a voice forgotten
a memory
calling
moving forward
mesmerized by the echoing walls
mountains singing
they whisper back
they help you to remember
to return
calling
as you step down the path
looking at the cliffs that climb up above
and the cool air drifts into the passage
it rustles in leaves
moving through
the bite of the cold against the skin
and a chorus singing
in harmony
which warms the spirit
guides the way
though the murky landscape
into the unknown
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