F Oo L i S H N E sS

As the dead dissolves into dust, roses form rising out of the ground.

while foolishness walk about plucking each rose she can find. vanity pleads with her, all of this is pointless.

Foolishness grasp for vanity, but vanity is like foolishness she can not be reached.

There's no reason to bother with either . . .

Now foolishness wonders the environments of kings, presents, servants. handing out the roses she plucked.

Those guarded by wisdom don't see a visit from her, for foolishness can not Stand the sights of wisdom. Wisdom is beautiful beyond belief, all who have her is loved by her.

Therefore foolishness despises her,

foolishness' job is to make things complicated, while wisdom makes everything simple,

no wonder she can't be around her.

foolishness rounds up all she can before. wisdom arrives but can't see that wisdom is everywhere foolishness is watching her as she hand out roses to those who accept her kind gift.

for when one rejects wisdom what is there to gain?

So Foolishness shows them her gift, though it's not much, they accept becoming fools. . .