Leading Down…

To never change a mind that’s closed

or stroke the lion’s mane

With fate embedded, etched in stone

you’re left with what remains

In tunnels dark and burrowed deep

you hide from nature’s wrath

Whose last denial, truth reviled

—reseeds the garden path


(The New Room: July, 2022)

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