This long and crooked path, Life’s labyrinth, Stretching out the petals of intrigues cocooning Minotaur, son of Pasiphaë, is to Labinnah just a thorny road to glory. Are you Theseus, Labinnah, That strong and mighty soldier?
With today passing by, without me penning these words, it would have been aeons that inspiration permitted me to create. But like magic, this day comes packed with her own words and I dare it to touch on days to come. Labinnah,
The glorious journey of a thousand mile Begins with one step that is determinedly intriguing. From toddles to scurries To those mischievous steps of Ajanaku Before your statue, I droop; a modification of akimbo