Some believe in fate, Others wonder why, So before it's too late Take a look at the sky. The sky gives sunshine, The sky gives rain, It kills with lightning, As moons wax and wane. Sometimes blue, Sometimes gray, Sometimes night, Sometimes day. |
Thursday, July 29, 2010
bridge
The bridge I must be
Is the Bridge to my own power
I must translate
My own fears
Mediate
My own weaknesses I must be the bridge to nowhere
But my true self
And then
I will be useful.
Is the Bridge to my own power
I must translate
My own fears
Mediate
My own weaknesses I must be the bridge to nowhere
But my true self
And then
I will be useful.
life
In life, we create moments. Some, we wish we had never experienced, and some we wish we could replay a million times, but good or bad they still make us who we are, and in the end they shape and create us. If we never experienced these moments, we wouldn’t be the person we are today. So just live. Make mistakes and have wonderful memories. But never for a second forget who you are, where you’ve been, and most importantly, where you’re going.
rain
its almost 9 am here and i look out the window, the sky is so dark and the rain is pouring. i listen to the sound of the rain, it feels like music. music played by God. the sound of water pouring down really soothes me but the sound of grumbling in the sky scares me. it seems like God is mad at us humans who sometimes forget that He is there. humans to busy with their own live without thinking about the one that creates them and gave us this world. just like what William Wordsworth said, those who are against nature become selfish. human should see the world more. just like what i am doing now. watching the rain that wets the earth and starts a beginning of a new life. seeds starts to grow and eventually grow into a tree. from a tree we can get fruits and inside those fruits there are seeds ready to be planted and begin their own lives.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Love is..
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