Keen interests are playing the long game. Knowing to be something to want, yet keep with waiting by slowly introducing it with gradual patience.
It's more than just waiting for the dust to settle before sweeping it away. This time round has been like a marching army treading its way through. There's a lot of footprints in need of cleaning.
For such a small gesture in a gift anyone will think they were given the moon inside a bag.
Not quite as simple as to pick up that pencil and start creating. That pencil acts like a star that appears at random for them to shine with their ideas.
If that pen is mightier than the sword, then people still need to shield and protect themselves from those harsh written words. As others in time will be drawn to like a compass, pointed towards that direction they are indicated to.
In the forest; not everything is just material, there are some things that hold great value. These things of worth are lifesaver's when troubles come flooding in. Like the grains of sand, seen worthless while under the feet. When the time comes, those grains of sand are like gold dust in the hands. That soon save from the harsh crashing waves that come.
Lamentations Ch.5:V.1 " - Remember, O LORD, what is come upon us: consider, and behold our reproach."
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