It's not being tied down but more for what they are tied to that makes them heavy, although others look on as being greed.
As if the heavens had cast their hand down and offered a crop to grow, yet it is a past creeping up to reap what they sow within another.
Those giving directions have gone as far as they can that even to stretch just that little further only can not continue and is up to you now.
Like music to your ears when to look over your thoughts though it takes a messenger to get them to listen. For the good intentions of course from starting gossiping rumours of whom have ideas of their own to plan out
In the forest; just about creeping in, the moonlight as if to be locked away from sight. Where time is their safety as those who hide themselves away from prying eyes and whom work hard to bring in the ships. That even those who sit around the open fires day in day out see the wandering cattle wonder how others live. While to build up their energy and source of power with creating their magical potions.
In the stones; a path where to be over-shadowed by your surroundings gives feelings to look up and above for a more straight path, ghosts from the past have their part to play that has you moving on quickly, where a love who comes down to your level by accident of course and makes matters seem more pleasant than to see something to worry for to hurry along.
Deuteronomy Ch.17:V.4 "And it be told thee, and thou hast heard of it, and inquired diligently, and, behold, it be true, and the thing certain, that such abomination is wrought in Israel."
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