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Fatal 2


Proverbs 27:3 

A stone is heavy and sand is weighty,
but vexation by a fool is more burdensome than the two of them.

 

Fatal 2

 

Today is the day … the beginning of tomorrow

Yesterday extended in vexation of the mind

Time will pave the way with joy and sorrow

With whatever’s intended … whatever we’ll find

 

Talk just some words … holding peace or friction

Whatever is in the heart probably will surface

In all things heard … sense or contradiction

Will not depart until it served its purpose

 

Ideas just a thought waiting for completion

Originating somewhere beyond our reality

Possibly bought with the price of intuition

Ignored almost everywhere … a great fatality

 

Jan Wienen

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