Aaltoe’s Blog

To seek repose
Through lines of prose
A risky path
With uncertain aftermath
To what labyrinths am I drawn
What thoughts do they spawn
What worlds reveal
What conceal?

To seek direction
Ambitious resurrection
Of how thought and word
Might lead to the absurd
Or instead to avenues
That open views
On forbidden realms
Through the elms
Of imagined woods
Where sunlight plays
Lending its rays
To illuminate truth.

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