The way was not paved!
But called.
Unafraid as thunder clapped.
Without thought of bravery.
Or the understanding,
Of what that meant.
Nor did the roar of winds,
Prevent a forward movement.
The way was not paved!
But called.
To do and get what needed done,
Accomplished!
Fear...
Had not been an option!
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