Watchful eyes who are willing to get stuck in with a helping hand only twice the effort to handle gives too much pressure.
An huge burning intense passion that goes beyond future plans although there is one slight little white lie.
Just because you have your back turned away from them it do not mean you are not seen with your sneeky habit. Be prepared to be tapped on your shoulder at some point.
Just goes to show with how much ownership is at stake as not even a passing army can budge that thought for myth.
A bright idea but one that confuses a doubtful mind while to take the heat when making arrangements. To reach out for support is only seen as to start to dig the claw in, where to distract for opposite directions as someone has far more clearer ideas of their own.
In the forest; seen for miles in the distance, far across the horizon is a tall growth of a tree. One that has ways of branching out, by using the wind casts small broken off pieces that scatter over in to the forests land. A skill so unique you wonder how they landed in such a neat straight line, as if it tossed them across from expertise. Prayers must of been answered, as when they take root and grow, not only a line of tall trees to be seen but homage for the fowl of the land.
In the stones; as things become lesser they also become more rapid as they say less is more and particularly when to reflect views for homeland, although others have better ideas and opposite views to share alike amongst all areas that love taken hold seems to torment, however love who topples these sharing ideas and keeps to the true burning flame finds another way to travel and round up all these tormentations to confront.
St. Mark Ch.11:V.20 "And in the morning, as they passed by, they saw the fig tree dried up from the roots."