Strange how just met yet are seen together as a pair of love birds, appearing as if to dramatically show.
Like a sitting duck for the day to arrive when they make that catch they all been waiting for. The one choice to make that will make changes everywhere for pushing their button.
Words they keep like treasure, thoughts that were at first remiss but knowing later to become as a piece of jewellery from a box.
Notes taken from sacred notes just become smaller and brief with a less understanding.
Conversations pencilled in to join with the rest of the folk whom wish to battle the rough waters. Mutual minds are needing to be as the frames of an entrance. An equal doorway to that place of joy for others ceremony.
In the forest; it's for those footsteps that come by to walk within the home that hold a special purpose. Knowing for the heart felt emotions built up inside, like a room upstairs that seals with love. Other footsteps just pass by, into a distance to see that particular home as just like any other rooftop in the area.
In the stones; opportunities can be a sign of weakness and surrender since to of built oneself up to accomplish, as most direct indications can miss the spot and only oneself knows how to contain the fire to of started burning, eyes of a love are slow to open like the rising sun that takes all day to shine and be wrapped in cotton wool by nightfall.
Daniel Ch.9:V.10 " - Neither have we obeyed the voice of the LORD our God, to walk in his laws, which he set before us by his servants the prophets."
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