Their patiently waiting tales to be told are as sowing the thread of wires to cross, once sown can not be untangled.
Spreading wings are not necessarily to fly but to create a pause in motion as to slow the pace down.
Even a mind filled with small thoughts can be as high as the clouds, seeing for matters possible that seems larger in life.
Some don't get to see for the wind in their sails, but for the current of the deep that gently nudges. It's not what pushes behind that moves matters on but where to be on a surface.
Not to bite the hand that feeds you, but depending on what they been feeding with. Where the nail is hit on the head and to realise where the heart is truly at. If relationships with others is about sharing then it is an equal divide between each soul.
In the forest; the emptiness to have like a field with no cattle, is a battle set to seek to fill that void. While believing to be a matter of blood and sweat, the real fight is given what is wanted. Without having to win over the rewards, their opposing action is to throw at exactly what is wished for. An empty gap need filling and fulfilled it is, because some needs are not needing force to have.
In the stones; such a romantic gesture is walked all over by setting the emotion in stone which places doubts in mind, cold feelings of conquering a mountain before to reach the other side is not wanting to repeat history, love is as balancing rocks upon eachother and having to get the sequence right or all comes tumbling down where then to know can move on.
Jonah Ch.2:V.4 " - Then I said, I am cast out of thy sight; yet I will look again toward thy holy temple."
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