Same minds think alike but is the mishap to make a misunderstanding or for the tools to use, either still has for a screw loose.
Storms are like the branches of a weeping willow that hides for the kiss to have, yet the wind blows through and reveals the situation to make.
Plans to make always start off small, till to begin to build on those plans where small ideas become bigger.
Some don't just hear the sea crashing inside a seashell, they also hear the calling of that ship to set sail. Like a ghostly formation drifting as a cloud in its pure white appearance, if to go chasing it.
If, they are taking the biscuit then they sure are carrying a heavy weight upon their back. And all they wanted to do was keep business separate from pleasure. Some do see it as their pleasure to do business, if to quote them on it.
In the forest; everything thought above has made it all much appreciated, accepted, and granted. The planet to been on has for that back down to earth sense. Bringing that feeling right where to want it and no more hovering on cloud nines. That even those at a distance can see for the above wishes now an urge as a horizon to be broad with.
In the stones; it's the passion to leave behind that turns circumstances to seem like rumours yet for being the smoke turns matters to wind up, where other created rumours build clouds over the factual making a bigger leap ahead from the truth, love will follow a path that is led by the real passion and see through all the misjudgement.
St. Matthew Ch.3:V.10 " - And now also the axe is laid unto the root of the trees: therefore every tree which bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire."
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