the touch of a broken love
*
*
if love is beautiful
as the words that written
why the beauty was so vulnerable
*
if love is…
the impact of moonlight
*
*
that night
when the night was silent
when it felt sweet as honey
the moon hung
crawled slowly…
the intersection
*
*
those skinny children on the street
who ran and laughed at the crossroads
clapping their hands…
the secret of divine
*
*
*
the sound of grass humming
echoed among the hills
sounds like a wordless song
lull this…
Reblogged from the art of life:
An anthropologist proposed a game to the kids in an African tribe.
He put a basket full of fruit near a tree and told the kids that who ever
got there first won the sweet fruits.
When he told them to run they all took each…
*
a new day was here
another chance to take
another problem to deal with
another result to be accepted*
if life is a journey
I have to remember
the mouths to be fed
the souls that leaning on my back*
if life is beautiful
I have to bear
the demands that trailing
I’d rather closed my eyes
*
*
if I close my left eye
I would see beauties and peacefulness
really wonderful*
if I close my…
understand in whole
**
In the lyrics of a song
there is sad or gladin the verses of a prayer
there is demand and…
