the hero’s journey
May 21, 2020three sisters veiled in white:
the spinner, the measurer, the cutter
and i, my back turned to them - a blind eye,
trying to locate that place where fate enters life -
like an arrow piercing the soft flesh of time;
this is the beginning of all things:
fate and necessity - inseparable cohesion;
there is also the voyage
towards the loftier shores: perfection, order -
maybe just an imagined quest of discovery and knowledge
or a sign of hubris - the noble heroic striving
to defy a dark god who prefers us meek
and frightened of the unavoidable tragic end.