Fear

Yesterday was filled with fear;
today the path’s is far more clear.
The Wise are coming very soon;
they will be our doom or boon.
Three Owls circle at this time
with wisdom we will find sublime.
From a Crow a gift was given
from those who care fear was driven.
A leader given the gift to know
will strike for Gaia a mighty blow.

About a foolhardy florilegium

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