Look again, as while being illuminated by the lit up background, as searching for the wrong deception. The true image was as a shadow waiting to be filled with colour.
When roped together things are only twisted by the knots to have, all else are as smoothly as the feeling of being together.
Sometimes it can be the air to breathe that cools a heated situation down. As the warmth of day will burn an empty space than if to shade that space for a while.
There is a wedge between the minds thoughts of sending that message across and time. As being when to place that needle at the right place at the right time than being a stuck record!
Three thoughts to have but each one separately thought of by different people to speak. If to follow each other may have some other to hear for them.
In the forest; not for the fence of side to be on, yet where for that fence to find of being which side. As some places were not suppose to stumble across, for being a neat contained site. Than if to naturally find that side of fence, as to reach further where some places are still as the night. No fence needed when a place awaits to come alive, like under dark skies where stars do not shine.
In the stones; when heels come digging must have already feet on a slippery slope hoping their opinion will make a step up, unable to succeed with steps where heels get caught can only express their voice for where wishing to get to, a love who is as the smoke without fire yet seeks by others whom encourages fire may be for a horse before the cart.
St. Matthew Ch.13:V.54 " - And when he was come into his own country, he taught them in their synagogue, insomuch that they were astonished, and said, Whence hath this man this wisdom, and these mighty works?"
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