For she will leave her eggs to the earth, and she will warm them in the dust;
The wings of ostriches exulted; and the wing-feather of the stork and the pinion.
And she will forget that the foot will press it, and the beast of the field will crush it
And it was for a man to burn: and he will take from them and he will be warmed; also he will kindle, and bake bread; also he will make a god, and he will worship; he made it a carved image, and he will fall down to them.
Also the dragons draw out the breast, they suckled their sucklings: the daughter of my people violent as the ostriches in the desert.
As the bird wandering from her nest, so is a man wandering from his place.