For we do walk on this solo path,

and wherever the ideal takes us,

when we do,

we choose,

and today more than ever,

we need to understand, no matter our motive,

we must always allow ourselves to return,

to recognize

truth.

 

A modern day slogan,

with words would matter to the classics,

they wouldn’t rather understand,

nor could there be a need,

for inside their world,

no labels existed,

there was little to define,

by slander, or an unkempt dignity.

They the masters,

the women who along with labels,

created worlds beyond our own comprehension,

they were the time shifters,

the shape makers,

the mystique

spoke a loud chant without ever glancing directly in our eyes.