nine, the hermit

poems, shamanic, tarot for fun 1 Minute

©2023 michael raven

blackthorn walking
testing each step before
resting weight, stalking
light at lantern
illuminating uneven
stone paths

all my relations watch
wait for journey's end

the authentic dwells
in a ramshackle soul
built on cliffs under
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