Can you hear it?
Whispering ever so softly
Ebbing and flowing
Breathing life into our veins
I can hear it
I always have
A murmur in the back of my mind
Ever present and clear
It tells me
Where to go and why
Calling me back
Into the holy embrace
I will not fight it
When he cuts me down
It's necessary
To save the whisper
Me: just a little poem about Aerith that I wrote during class. I should really pay attention to what's going on…Anyway, my first K rating!