Being a sitting duck but what to be waiting for exactly. No duck tests the water considering it'll be off their back anyway.
A moment to be in their arms, contemplating over the cause for being apart. The things that would separate the heart is not what places brief time divided. Not heartbreaking reasons anyhow.
It's like the tables have turned, what once will be luring sheep only now this type of shepherd is luring people for the being it is.
Their thoughts are like air inside a balloon. Fun to begin with but once the balloon drifts away into the sky they suddenly forget about it. And move on to something else.
Like a wild bird hunting, now they have fed their young, can concentrate on other interests for a while. Which also gives the rabbit some time to relax. As all other things to grow and develop. Even though to nurture its upbringing, who knows how it'll bloom finally.
In the forest; strangely enough of the whole wide open space to glance out towards. There's always that focal point to be drawn attracted to. So much to take in and admire the surroundings. That's just it, surroundings to what, as without that centre of attention there'd be no distant horizon.
Ezekiel Ch.2:V.10 " - And he spread it before me; and it was written within and without: and there was written therein lamentations, and mourning, and woe."
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