They'd take it to the grave with that secret of theirs, yet they are for being that one having to get through first where the real secret lies.
When to hear from the horses mouth remember that their doors are only half closed when needing to open another.
Doesn't matter for which side to hear it from, it's all the same whichever ear to go in, it all ends up down the same line in the end to pin point.
No wonder a peacock is a symbol of idols, as not till they ruffle feathers do anyone look towards for where scrolls are sending messages.
It's a long way to climb till to get to their mind, giving so much thought have even gave some gathering. Some are already there, looking out of a window to their soul. Not until these measures of thoughts reach others, as to throw a rope, do they begin to consider such questions.
In the forest; some people are as meeting members of a band, each having their own unique way of playing their tune. Yet, still saying the same thing as the next just differently. Depending on how wanting to hear for it, still on a whole is the same ole same ole. All wanting the same thing but individually spoken for by playing that same old song.
In the stones; capturing dreams sorts the big dreams with the small dreams as to be thinking far too ahead of oneself so one step at a time, last thing wanting is a storm to rain down on an uncontrollable mind where keeping matters subtle can be small splashes in shallow water, allow love to be the big step to take everything else is all done with passion.
1 Corinthians Ch.9:V.19 " - For though I be free from all men, yet have I made myself servant unto all, that I might gain the more."
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