01-25-2012, 02:38 PM
The scales fell from her eyes,
noting the floor, as they
bounced up to drum her ear,
hammering in a minor key,
but through it all, the tinkling
silver bell, she could not hear.
For to hear, one must believe,
and she was too savvy and too
smart to ever be deceived!
©2012 ~Erthona
noting the floor, as they
bounced up to drum her ear,
hammering in a minor key,
but through it all, the tinkling
silver bell, she could not hear.
For to hear, one must believe,
and she was too savvy and too
smart to ever be deceived!
©2012 ~Erthona
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
