While the given balcony allows to look over across at the world outside. It is the start of a path being laid just as to emerge out in the open.
Too busy with broad horizons to gaze out towards and do not even see how large life is where to be at right now. Perhaps it is a small world yet in hope of a distant far bigger place.
The teachings for a way of life that is not overruled by the expected usual doings. A sense of being perplexed however it is the normal way to live.
Making what needs to be thorough playful can really get into those nooks and crannies. Call it being a soft touch, when really seductive can be spellbound.
When during that moment to first become cannot determine whether for a thorn or a sprout. Where others have love in their eyes can only believe, that the true heart will pass the thorns and see the rose.
In the forest; only what becomes loose will realise what it held together. As a screw loose that causes slight chaos to understand its purpose. Old relics are there just the same, to symbolise its purpose. Those whom remove it will then be the cause of all its destruction and ruin.
Judges Ch.8:V.2 " - And he said unto them, What have I done now in comparison of you? Is not the gleaming of the grapes of Ephraim better than the vintage of Abiezer?
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