Where lies the edge of the world unknown

Uncharted seas mountains overgrown

Your compass points not north or south

But to the fire deep in your mouth

Beyond the maps neat painted lines

Dragons wait their myths define

Yet bold explorers always find

The richest treasures left behind

7 Echoes of the Unknown

On the cliff the wind does hum

A whisper of whats yet to come

Do you wait for facts to prove

Or leap into the void and move

The horizons no longer a goal

But a mirror reflecting your soul

Each echo asks not to warn

But where your courage will be born