Still hoping on that old wish, like watching that same old movie again to play out a dream.
Lost within one's own art, where to believe can make things appear as they want. Cannot just pencil in an image like a drawing and it becomes true to life.
Certainly take comfort seriously in the home. All those battles outdoors, obstacles to overcome, and paths to walk, stay outside.
If could see their fruits of labour, it'll appear as a tree they reveal. Ripe for picking and presented in a glorious fashion. It's for their own rewards, so it won't be seen.
It's their own self doing, all their fault for causing an obstruction. And then had the cheek to blame the latter for why to be late. Like others playing with a hoop and stick on the street. Will blame the street for why the hoop keeps going round, when it is they who pokes the stick.
In the forest; suddenly they make an appearance for the occasion. By dragon in nature, by dragon in life. And now they think can be accepted for the season of goodwill. Even a time as this, will expect to take advantage of anyone's kind nature. Only the season is not the only thing changed, so too of that whom rules above. Whoever they'd usually find approving will be indifference this time.
St. Matthew Ch.20:V.22 " - But Jesus answered and said, Ye know not what ye ask. Are ye able to drink of the cup that I shall drink of, and to be baptized with the baptism that I am baptized with? They say unto him, We are able."
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