I won’t come to you empty-handed,
I won’t come to you without a substantial thing to behold,
I won’t beckon on you without a better tomorrow to hope for.
ALL WILL BE WELL.
I don’t know where all these are coming from.
Maybe from the raw depth of the past calling for a better next tick of time.
ALL WILL BE WELL
I have come to reason with you, dine with you and fulfilled the time purposes with you.
ALL WILL BE WELL
Opportunity lost can never be regained says that song humming in my ears… I dwell on it and time tells me, I am the opportunity, you still have me but am going. To where I ask? To where you can never be again, because you still have me, but i am going.
ALL WILL BE WELL
The time I used to dwell on the opportunities lost, also presented its own opportunity, but I fail to see it because I am dwelling on the lost ones.
ALL WILL BE WELL
I am the extension of my creator, behold I am asked to create too. To make and to fulfilled the intention if my creator. I am made to create.
This path was made by some extensions of my creator so that i can make mine, likewise YOU.
ALL WILL BE WELL.
CRYPTIC I SEE, CRIPTICLY I NARRATED… LET THE CREATOR BE WITH US IN THESE CRYPTIC PATHS.
WALECASE