The Puzzle Factory

A mansion of dead ends and stairways to nowhere.

An Escher Diagram of the soul.

The only exit known
is through the broken stairways,
falling to the very foundations,
bruised and broken,
ever climbing,
painfully,
back into the light.

And when you turn down a path to sorrow,
I cannot post a sign saying: "Dragons Be Here,"
for there be dragons everywhere.

But if I can Name the dragons,
and list their boons and banes,
perhaps you may know to go
where dragons only dream,
or Pegasus out-runs the night.

I cannot spare you the pain.

I can only bless your journey.