The Flow

I have a heart, it’s where I keep

The chest from which all wonders leap.

To keep it safe I set it free;

Just the way hearts ought to be.

I know it’s tangled up at times

(and makes up lots of silly rhymes)

But through it all it always goes

The way that Gaia’s energy flows;

I walk a path that does feel true.

I hope to walk it will all of you.

About a foolhardy florilegium

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