Sweeping up for those last finer details. Like coal that hasn't quite yet burnt out. And the slightest touch will sizzle out and disintegrate.
Have kept low all this time, keeping that head down and out of anyone's sight. Just by the skin of the teeth raised that bar a little.
That rabbit to be chasing has offered a blank canvas. Don't think about it for too long, or that blank canvas becomes a ticking clock.
It's not the balancing on a balance beam that needs considered. Whether to have a good enough grip by those who place that balancing beam.
If they had the wrong end of the stick. Then this is down to those who dominate and put them into good order. Falling into the hands of others can be either like putty or cracking the whip.
In the forest; only those who are lost in their ways seek for signs. A life lived as normal as the world they know can give. Yet, what they truly desire deep from within, is something they need guidance towards. To find that place their dreams have been beckoning them to.
1 Corinthians Ch.9:V.21 " - To them that are without law, as without law, (being not without law to God, but under the law to Christ,) that I might gain them that are without law."
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