The difficulty is for not knowing, where that life out there is simple to grasp.
Keeping them occupied prevents them from erupting like a dormant volcano knowing it can give out at any moment.
However focused towards such visions of interest the real concentration is by ones own mind.
Corners are always turnable by any means of angle, it is the path to walk for whether straight.
Developed to their fullest already will need to be stripped bare to start over. Like a petal of a flower wondering whether to be loved or not, if they are for the taking. As all things for the birds and bees, it is the nectar others are interested in.
In the forest; there is a divide between the two plains, one being on land where to reach out. The other, is of across deep waters where that reach spreads far across horizon. The fingers to touch first will drift like a trickle of reflection. But, having trodden the ground that will struggle to pick up again. As a delicate flower that developed by its natural surroundings, to be heavily walked over.
In the stones; there's a lot of love for your find as if it were meant to be discovered as until to reach the end of the road will know for disagreement, this is when the bigger heart makes an appearance as they were clouding the mind along that journey anyway, the strings of the heart are to untwine making for a path led to them before disagreements are met.
St. Luke Ch.1:V.23 " - And it came to pass, that, as soon as the days of his ministration were accomplished, he departed to his own house."
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