Three wise owls whom balance the book each on their heads, but do they share the same vision and mutually agree.
Of all the things can say, the real words are spoken louder by the actions to take.
Time will scrub up well but it is for those adjustments that shed off a few moments to sweep away.
Sometimes that supposedly cap to fit turns out bigger than expected, and are trying to fit in to something far too larger to handle.
While in thought of having it in the bag is an expense, the real purpose is teaching them free. As others know all too well, an uneducated guess is another persons paid knowledge.
In the forest; when everyone are already listening within the depths of their minds. The one where their decisions are made by, will have no point in trying to speak louder. Not even shouting will have them heard anymore than everyone already knows for. Are trying to speak over ones already concluded voice.
In the stones; what seems as stitches to them are steps taken to climb for a gradual pace where that ball is rolling, not everyone gets to take that leap towards what concerns some for being bright eyed and bushy tailed, love tries to pot luck with those whom are retained making everyone's thoughts to consider the latter.
Ezekiel Ch.12:V.18 " - Son of man, eat thy bread with quaking, and drink thy water with trembling and with carefulness;"
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