Wait, what?
Well, it takes patience to follow
the bible, and not necessarily
the saintly kind. It's a fine, fine
line and a good book, they say
- but it doesn't exactly follow
well,
more to the point it mostly sits
there. On the shelf, the bedside
table, in a trunk, stowed in a backpack
for ballast while you hike, wherever
you put it. Assuming it's out, and
you want to follow it a stretch,
pace yourself! You can't follow
unless the mark you've chosen
to tail makes first moves, and
the bible habitually doesn't.
It sits.
Well, so we just stand. Patience comes
to those who wait. He who's lost
will hesitate, and we do.
Waiting on the bible, eager to follow
some of us, others of us tailing off
after people who claim to be bible
followers - but where's the lead? Seems
to me (and I'm not alone) that lots of those
"followers" are taking their own leads
and going their own ways, with good
intentions - and you know what kind
of handbasket
that ends up in. Still, lead on
bible.
I've got my eye on ya. Oh
wait. Oh
kay.
I guess you have to open the thing.
Go on a journey in your mind,
maybe hearken to something still,
small, and at least allegorically
audible. I hear ya Lord! Loud
and um. Well,
loud.
What.
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