While they battle it out with each other, picking up the aftermath is as natural as anything to endure. As if their confrontation is what makes everyone live for the day.
Not all steps to take are the same, some are purposely placed there to step up on by the interest of their own. Whether its a little help along the way, is not of your own mind to realise.
Flamboyantly done as being their shepherd, although are following the knowledge of a previous. Makes anyone wonder who exactly are being the ones like following sheep!
Think of this obstacle as material gathered together, and it takes a small pin prick of a needle to repair what needs mending. Basically, needing to make a small sacrifice to secure the rest.
As if someone has pulled the cord to that thunderous cloud above and about to drop all at once like a bombshell. No wonder to have a worried look on the face, with this shake up amongst everyone may resolve matters to piece together again. Only some have their tongue tied and it takes their word to cross that bridge.
In the forest; even the smallest mind can work out the time and distance, a bird lives for the daylight and knows just how far to fly the nest. During their own pace create more to develop through their natural habitat. Yet, a mind of a man has to work out everything before even stepping one foot in front of another. That is, if he is not intoxicated where to believe he is right in his calculations. As soon as to walk the path of his own theory makes mistakes for being too drunkard. Just as to fasten a tight rope to bridge a gap and know for sure is secure in place, however. Once to walk across such thing soon lose their own balance. Same with the stars in heaven, all perfectly aligned to gaze up to only to feel dizzy upon feet for studying too long.
In the stones; are so high and mighty may need to come down a step or two but not too much or a slippery slope ahead where some other is seen higher than before, since one to so casually take it laid back are relaxing on that come down feeling knowing there is no mountain high enough, being old fashion in love there is nothing better than a traditional way to get right back up there again.
Ezekiel Ch.23:V.2-3 " - Son of man, there were two women, the daughters of one mother:
- And they committed whoredoms in Egypt; they committed whoredoms in their youth: there were their breasts pressed, and there they bruised the teats of their virginity."
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