Miheso

In a land of shadows, where whispers wane,

Miheso strode, in search of change.

A wanderer bold, with heart untamed,

He sought new paths, from the old estranged.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,

He chased elusive dreams across the sky.

But one eve, by fate's cruel decree,

He found his spirit ensnared, unable to flee.

In the same realm, he stood, shaken and cold,

As memories of yesteryears began to unfold.

The echoes of lost moments whispered in his ear,

Revealing the truth he'd come to fear.

For in the realm of stagnant echoes and fears,

He realized, with sorrow, the passage of years.

The scariest of realms, he came to see,

Was to be at the same place as last year, eternally.

Yet in that dark abyss, hope did gleam,

A flicker of light, like a distant dream.

Miheso vowed to break free from the chains,

To carve a new path through life's shifting plains.