Listening to voices bouncing off those four walls, mostly it's ones own voice. That's how it'll answer, the walls, bouncing off the same thoughts.
Can turn blue in the face and they still won't hear to those concerns. Are divided by a small fence, and neither wishes to hear for the side to the other.
Expecting that guiding light to grow bigger as to near, like it opens into a wider and brighter light. It doesn't, it's no more the glowing light as it did when started to guide the way.
The idea of that road is to take up a journey upon it. Staying motionless from where it starts won't get anyone anywhere. Even those on the sideline await for when things evolve.
When looking for anything in particular, everyone keeps one eye on everything else. Incase to have missed the one thing to be looking for. Some things move faster than others and need to be quicker than if to blink.
In the forest; words from the tongue are now speaking ahead. And can only now live upto those words. They've laid the path for what now walks. As to say, talk the talk, walk the walk. However, words are from before and got up in front, ahead of oneself.
Ezekiel Ch.46:V.3 " - Likewise the people of the land shall worship at the door of this gate before the LORD in the sabbaths and in the new moons."

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