If there is to be a point in the middle where wanting to be at, then will have to concentrate to know when and where that middle shall meet.
Such a tranquil place to live, however, it's not the snakes in the grass that emerge the problem. It's when those snakes return back into the grass.
Their close observations are as intrusive as if were about to write the words in the sky. Setting off rumours by big puffs of clouds than smoke.
Perhaps they did not intend to create such an impact. Just a small point to make, yet have set off a course of destruction.
Unless there is something to arouse for, then there is no stimulation nor enthusiasm. Maybe, this is why within others they seek for answers all their life.
In the forest; the heavens that bless from above always feels closer than expected. Especially when there's a crack in the hemisphere that gives a sense of presence. An overwhelming atmosphere near to the mind that feels the energy it'll reign upon.
St. Luke Ch.11:V.11 " - If a son shall ask bread of any of you that is a father, will he give him a stone? or if he ask a fish, will he for a fish give him a serpent?
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