"Each flower is a soul opening out to nature."
"Each flower is a soul opening out to nature."
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My mom showing me the flower that peeks through the fence every year. I caught the moment by luck. I'm so happy to have this picture of her smile :)
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And than I saw the castle so I knew I was almost home.(Taking the scenic route through Rosehill cemetery and getting lost. You can find adventure anywhere you go!)
View Article“Do you fall in love often?"
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View Articleof the heart where I have roots
"If you think it long and mad,the wind of bannersthat passes through my life,and you decideto leave me at the shoreof the heart where I have roots,rememberthat on that day,at that hour,I shall lift my...
View ArticleYou never give away your heart
"You never give away your heart; you lend it from time to time.If it were not so, how could we take it back without asking?"- Jeanette Winterson
View ArticleChance and chance alone has a message for us.
“Chance and chance alone has a message for us. Everything that occurs out of necessity, everything expected, repeated day in and day out, is mute. Only chance can speak to us. We read its message much...
View ArticlePerhaps the same bird echoed through both of us
a poem makes a lovely gift.{thank you}"You who never arrived in my arms, Beloved, who were lost from the start, I don't even know what songs would please you. I have given up trying to recognize you in...
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"I can hardly wait for tomorrow, it means a new life for me each and every day." - Stanley Kunitz
View Articlenothing is worth more than laughter
“Nothing is worth more than laughter. It is strength to laugh and to abandon oneself, to be light. Tragedy is the most ridiculous thing.”~ Frida Kahlo
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“Her happiness floated like waves of ocean along the coast of her life. She found lyrics of her life in his arms but she never sung her song.” ― Santosh Kalwar
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