Echo Roads

She was young in the hush of dawn. World still wide, shoes barely worn.

Maps were folded inside her chest. Every "yes" tangled up in the rest.

She heard a call in the quiet air. Far off places, whispered prayers.

But voices said, "That road's not yours." So she stayed where the ground

felt sure. Every dream she laid down slow still learned her

name, still learned to glow. She walks these echo roads at

night. Heart still burning, holding tight. She stayed, she loved,

she chose her homes. Still feels the pull of where she'd roam.