A picture tells a thousand words, and believed to speak the truth. Yet, a book that reveals much more detail can be branded as falsehood, and still needing to read it all.
Whether to make time or to rely upon the day and night. It's there, wherever to look, somewhere has time set right down to the tee.
Strange, how even the ripe for picking has precautionary measures. Not wanting to man handle the fruits of labour with bare hands.
Make sure are doing the right choice, about to open the flood gates, and once started there's no going back on that choice. Just be aware, some are willing to wear it on their chest if to choose the latter.
Like two women fighting over the same thing. Wanting what isn't theirs in the first place. It's like watching panto with the two ugly sisters. Even though that glass slipper can't lie.
Them telling others they are a prince definitely remains to be seen.
In the forest; what is not to be understood becomes for something to be admired. Questions its purpose, wondering for its motive, and worshipping alongside its cause. Even though have no common ground with it. Nor ever to make sense for its existence.
Still, it passed the course of time to show some meaning. To whom that shall reveal the truth to is yet to be seen.
St. Luke Ch.22:V.36 " - Then said he unto them, But now, he that hath a purse, let him take it, and likewise his scrip: and he that hath no sword, let him sell his garment, and buy one."
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