May as well be walking a plank for how blindly to be going about their way. These slight bridges to cross, are purposely placed there personally and soon made good for anyone else.
It's not always the steps to take that get someone there but the scrutiny while walking down a corridor that will.
There's always a plan B, not of one that everyone will care to see, so hopefully plan A is acceptable.
If time was kept as a sundial then work will be till the sun goes down, however. Since time is a tick tock emotion, work is done when it is finished.
Distraction is as a kiss and uplifted like being held and rising by their wings. Which really has left those chores half done. Surely others can explain when matters turn for even further drawn attention, by the heat of passion.
In the forest; if the land is as jaggered as teeth that can bite, uneven and dense to trek across. Hoping to find some homage and comfort, yet seeing a bright horizon in the distance. Needing to make a stones throw away for a small splash in the ocean. How far can a stone be thrown when horizons go much broad and distant.
In the stones; bending over backwards to be noticed will be as to hear their own voice echo in a cave, there always were a greater aim than needing like a road that don't need traveling along, love is as a blade less dagger who sees things ahead without the damage.
St. Mark Ch.9:V.19 " - He answereth him, and saith, O faithless generation, how long shall I be with you? how long shall I suffer you? bring him unto me."
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