With the seasons they bring out their interests, something like opening up their shop window to pick from.
They may seem all sitting pretty but their achievement are from temptations just like the temptation they draw to them with a catch.
You can either climb up upon others who have been there or take the chance of the maze of stairs where the directions change.
Their mind is adrift to a tranquil place you may need to speak louder to wrap it up nice and sweet. Someone has other ideas to end the day and change their thoughts, abit like spilling the beans.
In the forest; with a touch of magic and blowing seeds around, they use an orchestra technique to get the flowers growing. Being a lost cat with no owner they feel the need to be in charge and instruct things to move more faster. Only, if wanting the beauty for anything that grows it must become natural.
In the stones; not getting their feet wet and on dry land only one is treated more than the other but to live a fast life, having that one who sits on the perch and copies what the other one does has those with their chin in the book, a love who manages to get the wind up on their perch did for what is written.
Ecclesiastes Ch.5:V.2 "Be not rash with thy mouth, and let not thine heart be hasty to utter any thing before God: for God is in heaven, and thou upon earth: therefore let thy words be few."