Trying to make sense of something that never happened is as a phoenix trying to get back to the ashes without the flame.
When an angel has their back turned so to deal with their own needs. Believing are helping them can only ruffle their feathers.
Familiarised with what is in hand is an understanding for, and can only let off steam by the uses it is known for.
Started off well as a refreshed mind, yet as time passes the filled thoughts creates a change.
Like a fountain of youth has a pitiful life made full of a young soul again. The old and wise know all too well it is a second chance to relive the same troubles to recur. Where to pray for that ageing other to cast them back into the pit where the serpents has already bitten once.
In the forest; there is nothing being contained that is not already known for. The same wanted resource on the outside is exactly what can be found inside. No choice of which side of fence is greener. Yet, still the same, and all because it is secretively to obtain, want the side that is impossible.
In the stones; hitting that nail on the head becomes another step closer to being the last nail in the coffin, with each moment gives out more rumours which stir up chaos for the next, equally in love can be proven to be good for when matters turn chaotic.
Job Ch.11:V.8 " - It is as high as heaven; what canst thou do? deeper than hell; what canst thou know?"
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