Not always the nail hit on the head that points out the obvious, but the light that comes through the crack it just made.
When a leaf out of their book is taken, leaving slight jaggered edge for that beat of drum to dance to. Putting matters back to their original state is as cutting through the rest like a knife.
Reeling out that perfect length to reach far has for those to keep trimming off the edges, just to make those extra lengths be put out.
Conversations are like having a core subject to talk about, without that central piece to focus on conversations are meaningless.
If to get too close to the fire will get burnt, it is when to that shall affect others. Unlike a duck sitting on water cannot understand why such attractions are hot to touch.
In the forest; are as a wild hog caught with an apple in its mouth, yet it is the strings tied that determine and proves just how freely it is. May have the liberty for the fruits of its labour, just how much freedom is it given. Which is where others shall judge upon by the capabilities it shows.
In the stones; it's when fallen do their defences become known and it is these uphill struggles that push them onwards, minds that tune in to how matters are is where questions and doubts arise making onwards even more so a struggle, love who takes that risk of a step by the silence behind as it is the heart that encourages to climb but passion to move forward.
St. Mark Ch.14:V.71 " - But he began to curse and to swear, saying, I know not this man of whom ye speak."
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