While to you is many stories to be told, they were as a bird locked in a cage, all there is to tell are stories.
Like a poor little lamb they come wanting to be needed as they lay there and be putty in their hands.
They not only scratch the surface they have their finger on that last nail in the coffin, long and spindly like a vein that has hold of their soul.
While to be fighting that corner with tippy toes, they look up like a puppy dog learning new tricks.
When an angel here to do battle they don't consider time as a clock, but time as a moment to stir up. It's the stories the children get to hear that hinder clues of when to know for next. Others have their mind set on an occasion for that precise moment for when.
In the forest; it's not quite the cherry on the cake just yet, as there are many thorns to work through before seeing anything of a rose. Even that rose is surrounded and choked by its own development. It will take someone with a good nose for these things to clear any thorns in the side. Before to see that rose be out in its drawn attraction, and that whom is attracted is that cherry to go on top.
In the stones; in their haste to be there opens up horizons from the back of their mind even a single cloud can cause shadow of doubts, while one wants what's in the head the other wants what's in the heart and having that cloud as a means to focus on, when love rules over to look back can only be done so by together and any cloud can break open to let the sun shine down upon.
1 John Ch.3:V.5-8 " - And ye know that he was manifested to take away our sins; and in him is no sin.
- Whosoever abideth in him sinneth not: whosoever sinneth hath not seen him, neither known him.
- Little children, let no man deceive you: he that doeth righteousness is righteous, even as he is righteous.
- He that committeth sin is of the devil; for the devil sinneth from the beginning. For this purpose the Son of God was manifested, that he might destroy the works of the devil."
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