ariande, cynic

The labyrinth is gone, my god of blood and honey quiet
     the walls
             dissolved, the spaces empty and
     blue,  
 nothing but
      blue    
limitless empty  
     blue sky blue sky blue skies from now on

my thread found I rebound returned and gathered secure...

so long ago, I forgot:

       Who sought Theseus? I seek my minotaur.