Ch1 - Echoes of Her Mother's Dream

 #Echoes of Her Mother's Dream

A voice once heard through winds of ancient flame.
Still echoes where her mother’s dreams do roam,
She walks alone, yet far away from home.
The Earth is cracked, yet she accepts the blame.

Her eyes recalls the sky her mother knew,
A memory drawn in tears that slowly dried.
For the tribe or a love she must decide.
One path must lift her heart to rise anew.

He holds her hand, but feels the grief inside,
No tender vow can halt the sacred call.
She longs to stay, but knows the night must fall.
The rain she is, she must again be dried.

To love, then lose, then rise through ash and flame.
A soul given for all to whisper her name.