Flower, Barrel, Snow

"For greed is me,

Benevolence is you,

When you devour me whole,

I perish from sight,

Cruelty says I,

Kindness says you,

When you speak your name,

I crumble in fright..."

Gabel recited with passion a set of words that those who heard elsewhere couldn't understand at all.

It was the genuine look of solemnity, and enlightenment he wore that made the audience feel as if they were the ones who were insane, and too ignorant to understand.

Even the fundis among them who understand deep facets of hidden messaging, obscure poetry, and contradiction, couldn't quite place what any of this could relate to.

Worse than this was what came before, with veils, lady of the veils, crimson silks and whatnot.