Some sounds that come from little birdies is heard but never seen. Whether distantly or near, that faint chirping noise wanting to tell something.
Their finger is on the button just they don't know when or why to press it, which is the reason to hide behind a mask.
Where ships come sailing in will need to know whether they are to steer port for bringing in goods or just to rest. No good getting hopes up like the tides that can either flow in or out.
The gloves maybe on but they still have their fingers out on show, what might seem slight will be digging claws in.
When to go walking in someone else's shoes, it is like having an old traditional recipe needing to continue on with. Others already had a slice and know the taste for it. Not even encouraging side flavours to wash it down with will distract their wishes.
In the forest; only darkness gives that deep void however to be looking within. Be it upon a cloud to reach an edge and see far below. Or at a cliff and the depths of water that darkness prevails the light. There will always be an emptiness to find when above and on top of things.
St. Luke Ch.9:V.59 " - And he said unto another, Follow me. But he said, Lord, suffer me first to go and bury my father."
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