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