Time is a thing that shall glow out of the dark to reveal, yet when there is a colourful surrounding giving off false impressions, then time has no meaning.
Wounds caused from suffering are only praised heroic by the actions that caused it, but it is the scars that will tell the real dark meaning.
Not just signing upon a dotted line, even that pen to use is chained to the bonds that link to. It sure is a short length from the person to be signing whatever it is over to.
Since they made such a long stretch to give a helping hand, it takes gradual moments to slowly sweep away the dust that they came from.
Where light shines from behind, it takes more than just filling in the gaps but to bend light at its will, if wanting to brush up on things. As others know, when light bends around it creates a central focal point, and that's the drawn attention it pulls.
In the forest; believe it or not, have been walking a path that trails along an edge all the while. It's what paths are made for, to take a shorter route and a known direction that many walked before. Even though on an edge, the real danger, if any, is away from that path. Set by the uneven grounds to lurk battles in life, the ups and downs that a flat path, whether straight or curved, shall passby. So what edge is this, if to not steer from, will the direction take.
In the stones; their attitude is like a build up of pressure that needs an atmosphere to escape yet burns energy to start rumours and people sure know to stay away, those who manage to contain that behaviour know where the truth lies and reassures doubts, love lives for the rumours and dives right into the roaring fire because their path is above another plain to everyone else's mind.
St. Mark Ch.12:V.12 " - And they sought to lay hold on him, but feared the people: for they knew that he had spoken the parable against them: and they left him, and went their way."
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