Life cycles drawn in time and space,
at times I find get in my face.
Da Vinci’s were all freehand drawn
and in our hearts they still are worn.
For cycles were, and are, and will be
the things that set our Spirits free.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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