Both dressed for the occasion yet one standing out more than the other. Standing out as to be out of place and will need that little help to blend in.
Looking beyond the end of ones nose for wanting to see who it is that is getting under that nose.
That mind will keep drifting and drifting like an endless dispersing cloud. Until to find what it is to be looking for that is certain is in that draw.
Comfort is felt more outside amongst the wild growth like stepping out into another room. That homely feeling is far distant than just within four walls.
Standing amongst like a group of skittles waiting to be knocked out of the way once their ball gets rolling. Others are willing to move on and out of the way but not without a good reason and explanation.
In the forest; a story can be told like the tops of a tree, standing central of land. Branching wide like an open book to reveal the tales within. And patches of land scattered together like pages of that book. While fields travel far and wide, with winding paths and roads. It is the whole togetherness that holds the full story.
In the stones; desperate measures will require clamping down on things to allow some freedom, some of these decisions might include someone to prevent conquering that mountain, while love stands by that someone it is this path they take that needs putting that foot down on.
Proverbs Ch.26:V.26 " - Whose hatred is covered by deceit, his wickedness shall be shewed before the whole congregation."
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