Attraction/reaction
Watching the stage; so many voices..
I open a page...
As I live, I hear him say -
Watchman shout! I take no pleasure in the death of the wicked.
What\'s that all about?
Not a prophet; not a slave; not one that\'s risen from the grave: haven\'t been to heaven, not much on which to swoon:
Maybe we have a covenant?
That thing with the cresent moon
Don\'t have a bob each way;
Believe in you; and all you say.
Is there another way?
I don\'t know; I must confess: I love then all, but it\'s a mess..
As the priest, so the people.
What did he say?
Flee to the mountains (could be interpreted as getting away?):
Conflicted/ constricted
Still, do as I say: I will come.
Even though I tarry it\'s for mercy, and for grace...
But where are my feet; my hands; my face?
My Spirit of splendour, now disgraced.
I looked, and found not one:
Happened once/happened twice:
I had a vineyard on a very fruitful hill: I send my son, to collect some fruit, and him they try to kill.
Still: Rise again, from your shame: the remnant; unknown...
Dry bones are calling
Come now
Lead us home.