Anyone will think they did a Houdini, all they were subjected to was to blink.
It hasn't fallen to ruins yet, the bell still stands strong high in its bell tower.
It's not all fun and games when to put them on trial. They should be out getting up to adventures. Which is what they were doing, so what's with the interrogation.
Strange how the heart led the way to another kept in a cage. Who can only direct towards the path they had been prevented from walking.
Baring in mind, a pen mightier than a sword. However, words written mean nothing during times of conflict. Unless about to stab the heart of others with a pen. Feelings broken will determine its might.
In the forest; for some, a balcony is that extra length to step out to. Away from the ins and outs of the home. There is that few more feet to take a moment. To reflect upon the life only a few steps behind. Also a reach towards the world below. Not just getting some air, are contemplating between two worlds. And all done just by standing on a balcony.
St. Matthew Ch.16:V.7 " - And they reasoned among themselves, saying, It is because we have taken no bread."
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