All needing to do is pencil in where the dots need to join up and the words shall gradually appear.
A turn around for a change of face is as turning a sand timer to fill the face of before and reveal the face to turn to.
Their bite is as to come suddenly out of an empty place and see first for their intentions. Then to consider for what, who, and where their motives are evolved from.
Not just talking about placing a pin in a map, they've literally stuck a sword in location like a symbol of their ruling for where.
It's more than just a group effort, it is a group hug on all the knowledge to encircle themselves to share in. In case one of them becomes a lost puppy knowing how others guard themselves in numbers.
In the forest; to be the one who stands above everyone and give them what they wish to hear, is as to speak out to like a passing gravy train. Although in harmony with their praises and rejoice, the real effort is to please that some one as to only just emerge from the woods. Even if their life is poetic and tender to the surroundings they understand, are making a change of scene to their normal environment.
In the stones; a wedge between the past and present plans for a greater future, where to trip over steps that lead a past to the present the damage done for the future is that who grasps in hand, love is an establishment from where seeds are sown albeit from mishaps where small hands take on bigger things.
St. John Ch.20:V.20 " - And when he had so said, he shewed unto them his hands, and his side. Then were the disciples glad, when they saw the Lord."
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