The true picture has already lived out and to see by the detail is for that story to tell. The egg was cracked and spilled a long time ago.
Not much has changed apart from the sense of atmosphere from going hot to cold. Making feelings difficult to blend in with the rest of the surroundings.
Nursing a sore head at home soon widens its problem to a social scale. Having to adapt to the troubles by making appearances suitable.
Repeating those last few steps to make just has situations going over and over themselves. When all had been stalled was the other person who had been caught up in other matters to handle.
Like joining a lonely hearts club, although everyone is preferring that man in uniform to take in their arms. Even though others have their own preferences, becoming sitting ducks is taking desperate measures for a mate.
In the forest; if land to dwell in is as to be under a wing for shelter, then taking to flight is to seek elsewhere. Yet, distant lands are seen as domineering. Than further still where places are situated up on high. To give a sense for already above the clouds. The height to be to spread those wings above and sense the free air to drift upon.
In the stones; seeking for something magical yet all it needed was to shine brighter to be noticed than passed by, just as to venture out need to step outside to walk that path and find the right guided direction, love sees the way by ahead of oneself for the thoughts to have giving an excited yet determined approach.
Proverbs Ch.15:V.19-20 " - The way of the slothful man is as an hedge of thorns: but the way of the righteous is made plain.
- A wise son maketh a glad father: but a foolish man despiseth his mother."
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