Over Yonder Hill (A new day awaits)

Slowly, I take in the surroundings.

Breathe in the air.

Breathe out the anxiety



Is it the right thing to do?



In the quiet of sunset,

with the gentle breeze blowing,

the trees wave their farewells.

And I prepare.

My mind

My heart

My hopes

My nerves

For what lies ahead

.

This is the right thing to do.

I'm sure of it