The Sprigs and Spirit of Sistine -14

Many men and women have tried to ruin me, but I am like quartz that cannot be removed from the bedrock of my blessings, I'll tell you, you haven't lived until you've been imprisoned in a den of gaunt lions, it'll test your faith to say the least, dream decoding is my forte my Mother said that I was born with my eyes closed and that my first words were...sleep see... at this very moment I am writing an interpretation of a very quaint dream, A man is walking confidently and quickly through a cold bright moonlight, although alone he feels the spirit of Choice behind him, the path of his whispering passion leads him to the edge of a stiff cliff, he looks to his hands as if to judge them, in his left hand is a pearl, in his right a gold coin, one of the two must be chosen the other thrown below, he weighs their worth pauses like a panther and flicks the coin into the cool abyss... J.A.B.