When portraying the knowledge everyone understands it is an ongoing opera of possibilities. Just as the still life it predicts also has a still motion in the reality of present life.
Things seem slow right now in and around the home, the reason being is to make the time to enjoy those sweet rewards.
While it feels right to turn for a new page, those whom play a part in the next chapter are not ready as with eyes closed. Wait till they are opened to take in all they need to witness.
Although being handed on a plate things need smoothing off so to be handled. As not to want anyone getting their fingers cut while grasping such opportunity.
Willing to go as far as heights will reach but also fearing to rely on some heavy weight to keep matters down. Everyone has their part to play only some punch above their weight than others. It is this potential that entices others, if there is no above ruling upon the mind.
In the forest; just like a loose cannon has fired off already leaving everyone else behind. Needing to indicate the way towards where their damage is done. And it is something that will need chasing after. Albeit their uncontrollable rage is what entices this direction.
In the stones; art is a perception that stirs the imagination yet to live that moment is where the true blood and tears pour, to dream of this place is an empty thought a surreal feeling where something missing and that is being oneself, love is unwilling to follow a path of fallen tears and hesitate while they await hoping all is cried out.
Acts Ch.5:V.11 " - And great fear came upon all the church, and upon as many as heard these things."
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