Only a few chapters back,
when I had not known,
The green were friendly as ever it’d be,
And yet so safe and unknown.
Every passing day, every choice made,
Sometimes I wondered why,
To call, to ask, to query all,
To get no answers back from all.
This is not who I am, this is not me,
I am not the one to wait and see,
But I may sit, I may run,
But there is no choice in between.
None can stop the light to spread,
None can stop the light to thread,
But one can reach and hope it stays,
And I know that it will one day blaze.