I Drink

I drink from the horn that is rebirth;
I drink to find out my own true worth.
Today I quest for my life’s true need;
far past the earthly wants and greed.
Where will it end this journey of mine;
that is the quest I wish to define.
So today I ask the plants to guide
me through this chapter of my life’s ride.

About a foolhardy florilegium

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