CP – A Solitary’s Rede

Author Unknown

Deosil or Widdershins,
In this place I do begin.
The path is clear,
No end is near,
The journey best,
At friend’s behest.
Solitary must share lore,
That others, too,
May come to fore.
Lest blindly led,
And singly fed,
She stumble thrice,
Once plus twice.