The Walk

We walked so far – I don’t know where;

we talked a lot – I know of care.

The words imparted to my soul;

words that spoke of Gaia’s goal.

Her goal, a path I must embrace;

a future now we all must face.

There is no way she has not trod;

without her there would be no ‘god’.

All paths exist beneath her feet;

she’s the destiny we all must meet.

About a foolhardy florilegium

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