KaoriSilverMoon

There is a widely faerie forest Where winter moves with dread. For deep within its hollow hills A little path has led To a broken fence post Ribboned up with vine, And there I pause in quandary To ponder the sublime. And now there splits a path or three For e’er deeper do I go, Treading into dark unknown, Be there goblin or a troll, I’ve lit my way with willow branch And marked the road in stone Until it leads me back again To the fence post by my home. But I have come to circle That fence post by the tree Which led me not back to home But back to paths of three, And I am left to wonder Which way I am to go, For each of them lo