Ces mots sont pour toi. Oui, toi qui me lis!
Je regardais par la fenetre un après-midi,
et je contemplais les nuages se défilés.
Mon coeur ne cessait d'applaudir,
cette marche de liberté lucide.
En l'ignorance de l'essence de la terre,
Aime ce qui te dépasse de loin ou de prè.
La vie sous nos yeux n'appartient à personne.
Sauf à ceux qui savent la contempler en silence.
Ma voix savait chanter jusqu'à maintenant.
En voyant la pluie fait la belle en chantant.
Cette chose qui est partout pour toujours,
me rappelait ce que devrait être l'amour.
Ah,la nuit de nos rêves et espoirs!
elle vient sans prévenir, balayer nos joies.
Je regardais par la fenêtre un apres-midi,
en disant que tu serais là avant la nuit.
The thing always happens that you really believe in; and the belief in a thing makes it happen. Frank Lloyd Wright
Saturday, 30 October 2010
Friday, 15 October 2010
Truth in Truth
There is beauty in love.
Softness from above.
There is energy in oneness.
Peace in life's tempest.
There is something unique,
about being fully accepted.
There may be differences,
between you and me.
But there is nothing,
beyond understanding.
Softness from above.
There is energy in oneness.
Peace in life's tempest.
There is something unique,
about being fully accepted.
There may be differences,
between you and me.
But there is nothing,
beyond understanding.
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