If there were a corner of a world to find, it will be an ancient tribe unfamiliar to. Some one must of been before, how else to navigate the direction of a map.
Considering the twice as much to fire questions across, for the simplest make over, being of a good sport will realise where to be tied down.
Holding a colourful outlook by the object of desire, yet the result being of a plain usual outcome.
When sitting upon a shelf, even if to change the shade to a more brighter attraction, will still be sitting upon a shelf.
Mystified for those small areas to make a point, yet much heart shaped for when to poke fun at with words. Seems with others take matters seriously when trying to act the fool.
In the forest; there are two ways about it, either go along with what to believe in and be at a mind drift. Or, walk that path to seek for what to believe in only the mind in doubt for where the steps to take. All in all, it takes another to distract either away from the concentration. As can a flame of passion continue to burn below the surface of water, than if rising above. Where that band to come marching in determines for the direction to of come in.
In the stones; with tied feet will find it was not the baggage that weighted you down and headed towards square one to be precise, untying those strings puts a quickened pace to take in a big stride and where others beat you to it places obstacles, however love was always a potion to be taken in by and having been there before heads straight through.
Isaiah Ch.32:V.11-15 " - Tremble, ye women that are at ease; be troubled, ye careless ones: strip you, and make you bare, and gird sackcloth upon your loins.
- They shall lament for the teats, for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.
- Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; yea, upon all the houses of joy in the joyous city:
- Because the palaces shall be forsaken; the multitude of the city shall be left; the forts and towers shall be for dens for ever, a joy of wild asses, a pasture of flocks;
- Until the spirit be poured upon us from on high, and the wilderness be a fruitful field, and the fruitful field be counted for a forest."
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