Surging towards knowledge Not its shattering I obeyed excavated wishes. And so you make peace with Your fury holding A mirror as shield. There, Truth or logic Debris that remain Or lessons never learnt: Never to foretell Never to tell Never again.
The pendulum of time swings back and forth and touches all those who regard it’s worth. There isn’t any indication of when it will stop because none can foretell that time of the clock.
It includes all living creatures that move along and there are some who recall it with a song. In so many ways they’re somehow involved as they know without it nothing gets resolved. ______
