It comes as no surprise for how big that bell is to ring its toll. A fallen bell rings no longer for any purpose but to display.
The raised platform was already there, now are just an added extension to it. Almost like saying, the stage was not big enough.
Something on wheels was never made to be left sitting on display. It was created to go rolling in and taken for a spin.
Usually, it's to keep a good thing down. However, this heavy weight somehow is to keep it up. If gravity can define this sense of direction then sobeit.
It's not their colourful presence that attracts, but their far out stretched hand that beckons. If to see just how far they reach, it's no wonder they appear in some other delightful way.
In the forest; of whoms dream are to be living, if that dream is not a dream for some, yet real life. What many live in hope for, and here is that life like it has always been. While some try to make it seen for living the dream. But for whom?
St. Mark Ch.1:V.22 " - And they were astonished at his doctrine: for he taught them as one that had authorithy, and not as the scribes."
No comments:
Post a Comment