Funny how that 'been meaning to throw that out' item becomes a bin for knowing where things are. Like it's the last place to look but the first place to search in.
Can play those strings like a quartet leading to the gates to heaven. The music is the sound angels have made.
What should be wild and roaming free sure is kept in. Keeping a wildside in can be devastating for its natural cause.
They can't hide the real face from anyone, even that mask to show has the appearance of their true intentions. A wise old owl could speak wisdom to them. Even during then will reveal their teeth.
Curiosity sure kills the cat, it is also curious why they have. For the reputation to behold it's a little fishy. Trying to achieve several other things all at once. Something or another must have a reason.
In the forest; not a destination known just a message to deliver. It is an honour to be chosen to deliver it. Without knowing where, who for, what it is, why it is needed. However, make it the utmost importance that will know when to get there. And then, satisfyingly reassured, the message has been delivered.
Job Ch.26:V.13 " - By his spirit he hath garnished the heavens; his hand hath formed the crooked serpent."
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