Their song is silent yet in the back of the mind can still hear for its rhythm to play out.
What seems as old junk left to be discovered again and take hold. All it needs is a light shining upon it that blesses its name to be good as new.
Worshipping the idol yet without any knowledgeable means apart from the side they turn of being nasty. Almost bullied into accepting their given choice of guidance.
Speaking even more so louder over what is already trying to be said, will not attract attention anymore than the initial offer to give. Basically, they heard the first time.
Make it snappy only makes for someone else to hurry along, although is what is wanted so everyone else can get a move on. There are others who are in the grey, left out in the cold, were willing to remain put if things were not so eager to happen.
In the forest; a beast that can fly that has come to the ground, is it the same as a rat that crawls along such surface. Although it has wings it's choice is to scurry upon its feet. This is the fear to have, not knowing how it will approach. Being in two frames of mind and needing to be prepared in more ways than one. Hoping they'll befallen to depths further beneath ground and too deep to fly out of.
In the stones; carrying someone upon ones own wings is having not only a world on the shoulders but theirs too and can easily fly away, although suggested to take their own path becomes choking for the pressure others bring that soon be carrying many, love tries to separate the directions forced to encourage and only loosens that tight feeling around the neck yet the path leads to the same end.
St. Matthew Ch.26:V.22 " - And they were exceeding sorrowful, and began every one of them to say unto him, Lord, is it I?"
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