-for my sons
Give up on everything,
and snatch back the meat that matters -
this journey only requires skin.
You inherit a convoluted path
built on generations of dreams,
carried all along in the palm of your hand.
Free will is destiny when you follow it,
luck is the family hound
leashed on Ariadne’s thread –
The minotaur waits in your belly.
If heart lead your feet, best walking is slow –
moment brings moment.
Your quest, living this labyrinth
can feel like trudging shoeless into winter,
working naked through June –
you’ll make mistakes
but say yes, it’s the right answer.
Give up on everything,
and snatch back the meat that matters -
this journey only requires skin.
You inherit a convoluted path
built on generations of dreams,
carried all along in the palm of your hand.
Free will is destiny when you follow it,
luck is the family hound
leashed on Ariadne’s thread –
The minotaur waits in your belly.
If heart lead your feet, best walking is slow –
moment brings moment.
Your quest, living this labyrinth
can feel like trudging shoeless into winter,
working naked through June –
you’ll make mistakes
but say yes, it’s the right answer.
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