Risk

Caught up in the echoing serenade
These words upon the mirror speak
From the roads where memories made
The paths that we still seek
And still we find from time to time
Tokens that remind us of affection
But in love; no reason nor rhyme
Our hearts left without protection
But in struggling toward that failing light
We reach moments that in brilliance shine
So if the treasure is worth the plight
Then grasp each moment and make it thine