The quite murmur of the sea,
Waves crushing, wind chilling to the bones.
The crunching of the snow,
The calm of frozen, wintry shores.
The sunrise that I’ve got to see,
The smiles and tears, my favorite songs…
The subtle, everlasting glow,
A glimpse of fire burning down below –
I yearn. I fear. I don’t regret
My choice. My voice. My path,
That is uncertain yet.
It’s simple math – I am but one
Who destined to go on and perish –
But I am calm – my life design is molded to astonish.