Emotional disturbance is a door to a garden of thorns. The darkness is not the healing site. Your mind, body and soul need to depart from fear and despair. Open the door to see the glorious horizon. I say to you about great people who never give up trying. My dear son, we are alive for a reason. Bring the coolness of the sea, swing in the breeze of the spring, Give away the pale color of desire, and Acquire the redness of the fire. To excel and win you need a soul mate. Do a favor to yourself and carpet the path to the future- So you can flourish your heart and soul; And seek for an ongoing happiness.
In the daylight of June you appeared as an angel to revive my chaotic life I whispered to our creator for your presence So you can give me love, caring and the power to vanish the dark cloud lingering This distress revealed to be the cause of depression, despair, and misery How peaceful it is the moment the sunshine replaces an overwhelming darkness Now that you are a miraculous gift to my life I praise the Lord for bringing you to my world Should one decide to end the loneliness, conventional wisdom decrees one to pray for a soul mate for life
Along The Giant Rhine A river flows, A dynamic entity, Which brings love and life, Plants grow along, Creatures are attracted towards-- For which continuity is the matter of life; As the saying goes, Loving is an art, And art has to be praised, To me, love is easy to gain But when you have it, it is hard to retain, Will this eventually work out well? The relationship we built through bells! We can leave it to the time, Our signs are compatible, Sagittarius and Leo, The rest is the matter of hope and belief, With this glow, along the Giant Rhine.
Like a wounded bird returning to its nest Like a runaway child in a Vietnam fire Like a cottage besieged by nature's rage Like a turtle trapped in a swamp Like a car buried in an avalanche Like a victim imprisoned by mistake Like a newborn baby abandoned on a doorstep Like a homeless person caught in torrential rains Like a broken branch floundering in a flooded river Like a boat afloat in a storm tossed sea Like a tired farmer toiling at the crack of dawn Like a deer trapped in a hunter's snare Like a citizen fleeing his homeland Like a nation hijacked by terrorists Like a land hit by famine Like a soldier sent miles away from home Like a kidnapped toddler plight sensationalized in the news Innocent! ! I'm innocent! I am innocent!
A lightening flame A dazzling moonlight A sea of jewels A human with dignity and richness In a societal obscurity Collapsed on the relentless dirt A pain added to the pains A sadness adhered to sorrows Relatives and friends waling Acquaintances and strangers gave sympathy All remarkable years demolished Who is responsible for this tragedy? In a premise where life has no meaning One must suffer and await a pouring rain Or be patient for blossoms to bloom And light shed on darkness Oh "mother" the death of your daughter Is a world of sorrow. Cry calmly, The price of tears is null in no land But your precious beloved is in heaven
We were going to a wedding, so excited! My parents, my uncle, and I Three adults and a little boy A small union ready to enjoy On a Saturday night What happened to my brother? Was he coming with us? He'd better not, I wanted the whole attention To myself, and my new shoes I was wearing my little black shoes My mother bought them for me So crowded, so much noise, dance and music But, I didn't care My shoes were my happiness Perhaps my companions laughed at me Since I wiped them off every second I celebrated my new shoes Away from the big world With care and exhilaration within my small world
Life is a flower-bed A joy, a loss, up and down Rolling on the green hills, bouncing through the air touching the water waves Sometimes quiet, often crowded Occasional misery, poured with hope, laughter, or crying Loaded with emotions and devotions With love and affection, come fun and celebration One can cherish the time with a good sip of wine One may end the day with a loaf of bread One sleeps on sidewalks of India One enjoys the beauty of Austria In the eyes of a wise-man, life is a flea-market Let it be this way, I move on with hope on this blended globe
On the cobble stones of my small town I saw a little girl playing around. Going through the leaves of early fall she gathered whole bunches of leaves and throwing them into the air. A fun play that she enjoyed so much. Her mother was watching her from the distance. I was sitting on a bench reading the "Morning Poems" of Robert Bly and observing the scene of devotion. The mother asked the little girl "Why are you throwing the leaves into the air?" Don't you have a better play to show She replied promptly: "I am helping the wind Mom." Come and play with me. Wind will appreciate it too. "My teacher told me, anything that falls down should go up anyway."
Through the brightness of glow In the covered ground of snow Here comes the day For connection, and Celebration of joyful life Rejoicing the bound Togetherness and romance Fourteenth day of Feb The glorious Valentine's day For two of us to never betray Today, tomorrow, and everyday
Emotional disturbance is a door to a garden of thorns. The darkness is not the healing site. Your mind, body and soul need to depart from fear and despair. Open the door to see the glorious horizon. I say to you about great people who never give up trying. My dear son, we are alive for a reason. Bring the coolness of the sea, swing in the breeze of the spring, Give away the pale color of desire, and Acquire the redness of the fire. To excel and win you need a soul mate. Do a favor to yourself and carpet the path to the future- So you can flourish your heart and soul; And seek for an ongoing happiness.
In the daylight of June you appeared as an angel to revive my chaotic life I whispered to our creator for your presence So you can give me love, caring and the power to vanish the dark cloud lingering This distress revealed to be the cause of depression, despair, and misery How peaceful it is the moment the sunshine replaces an overwhelming darkness Now that you are a miraculous gift to my life I praise the Lord for bringing you to my world Should one decide to end the loneliness, conventional wisdom decrees one to pray for a soul mate for life
Along The Giant Rhine A river flows, A dynamic entity, Which brings love and life, Plants grow along, Creatures are attracted towards-- For which continuity is the matter of life; As the saying goes, Loving is an art, And art has to be praised, To me, love is easy to gain But when you have it, it is hard to retain, Will this eventually work out well? The relationship we built through bells! We can leave it to the time, Our signs are compatible, Sagittarius and Leo, The rest is the matter of hope and belief, With this glow, along the Giant Rhine.
Like a wounded bird returning to its nest Like a runaway child in a Vietnam fire Like a cottage besieged by nature's rage Like a turtle trapped in a swamp Like a car buried in an avalanche Like a victim imprisoned by mistake Like a newborn baby abandoned on a doorstep Like a homeless person caught in torrential rains Like a broken branch floundering in a flooded river Like a boat afloat in a storm tossed sea Like a tired farmer toiling at the crack of dawn Like a deer trapped in a hunter's snare Like a citizen fleeing his homeland Like a nation hijacked by terrorists Like a land hit by famine Like a soldier sent miles away from home Like a kidnapped toddler plight sensationalized in the news Innocent! ! I'm innocent! I am innocent!
A lightening flame A dazzling moonlight A sea of jewels A human with dignity and richness In a societal obscurity Collapsed on the relentless dirt A pain added to the pains A sadness adhered to sorrows Relatives and friends waling Acquaintances and strangers gave sympathy All remarkable years demolished Who is responsible for this tragedy? In a premise where life has no meaning One must suffer and await a pouring rain Or be patient for blossoms to bloom And light shed on darkness Oh "mother" the death of your daughter Is a world of sorrow. Cry calmly, The price of tears is null in no land But your precious beloved is in heaven
We were going to a wedding, so excited! My parents, my uncle, and I Three adults and a little boy A small union ready to enjoy On a Saturday night What happened to my brother? Was he coming with us? He'd better not, I wanted the whole attention To myself, and my new shoes I was wearing my little black shoes My mother bought them for me So crowded, so much noise, dance and music But, I didn't care My shoes were my happiness Perhaps my companions laughed at me Since I wiped them off every second I celebrated my new shoes Away from the big world With care and exhilaration within my small world
Life is a flower-bed A joy, a loss, up and down Rolling on the green hills, bouncing through the air touching the water waves Sometimes quiet, often crowded Occasional misery, poured with hope, laughter, or crying Loaded with emotions and devotions With love and affection, come fun and celebration One can cherish the time with a good sip of wine One may end the day with a loaf of bread One sleeps on sidewalks of India One enjoys the beauty of Austria In the eyes of a wise-man, life is a flea-market Let it be this way, I move on with hope on this blended globe
On the cobble stones of my small town I saw a little girl playing around. Going through the leaves of early fall she gathered whole bunches of leaves and throwing them into the air. A fun play that she enjoyed so much. Her mother was watching her from the distance. I was sitting on a bench reading the "Morning Poems" of Robert Bly and observing the scene of devotion. The mother asked the little girl "Why are you throwing the leaves into the air?" Don't you have a better play to show She replied promptly: "I am helping the wind Mom." Come and play with me. Wind will appreciate it too. "My teacher told me, anything that falls down should go up anyway."
Through the brightness of glow In the covered ground of snow Here comes the day For connection, and Celebration of joyful life Rejoicing the bound Togetherness and romance Fourteenth day of Feb The glorious Valentine's day For two of us to never betray Today, tomorrow, and everyday
Emotional disturbance is a door to a garden of thorns. The darkness is not the healing site. Your mind, body and soul need to depart from fear and despair. Open the door to see the glorious horizon. I say to you about great people who never give up trying. My dear son, we are alive for a reason. Bring the coolness of the sea, swing in the breeze of the spring, Give away the pale color of desire, and Acquire the redness of the fire. To excel and win you need a soul mate. Do a favor to yourself and carpet the path to the future- So you can flourish your heart and soul; And seek for an ongoing happiness.
In the daylight of June you appeared as an angel to revive my chaotic life I whispered to our creator for your presence So you can give me love, caring and the power to vanish the dark cloud lingering This distress revealed to be the cause of depression, despair, and misery How peaceful it is the moment the sunshine replaces an overwhelming darkness Now that you are a miraculous gift to my life I praise the Lord for bringing you to my world Should one decide to end the loneliness, conventional wisdom decrees one to pray for a soul mate for life
Along The Giant Rhine A river flows, A dynamic entity, Which brings love and life, Plants grow along, Creatures are attracted towards-- For which continuity is the matter of life; As the saying goes, Loving is an art, And art has to be praised, To me, love is easy to gain But when you have it, it is hard to retain, Will this eventually work out well? The relationship we built through bells! We can leave it to the time, Our signs are compatible, Sagittarius and Leo, The rest is the matter of hope and belief, With this glow, along the Giant Rhine.
Like a wounded bird returning to its nest Like a runaway child in a Vietnam fire Like a cottage besieged by nature's rage Like a turtle trapped in a swamp Like a car buried in an avalanche Like a victim imprisoned by mistake Like a newborn baby abandoned on a doorstep Like a homeless person caught in torrential rains Like a broken branch floundering in a flooded river Like a boat afloat in a storm tossed sea Like a tired farmer toiling at the crack of dawn Like a deer trapped in a hunter's snare Like a citizen fleeing his homeland Like a nation hijacked by terrorists Like a land hit by famine Like a soldier sent miles away from home Like a kidnapped toddler plight sensationalized in the news Innocent! ! I'm innocent! I am innocent!
A lightening flame A dazzling moonlight A sea of jewels A human with dignity and richness In a societal obscurity Collapsed on the relentless dirt A pain added to the pains A sadness adhered to sorrows Relatives and friends waling Acquaintances and strangers gave sympathy All remarkable years demolished Who is responsible for this tragedy? In a premise where life has no meaning One must suffer and await a pouring rain Or be patient for blossoms to bloom And light shed on darkness Oh "mother" the death of your daughter Is a world of sorrow. Cry calmly, The price of tears is null in no land But your precious beloved is in heaven
We were going to a wedding, so excited! My parents, my uncle, and I Three adults and a little boy A small union ready to enjoy On a Saturday night What happened to my brother? Was he coming with us? He'd better not, I wanted the whole attention To myself, and my new shoes I was wearing my little black shoes My mother bought them for me So crowded, so much noise, dance and music But, I didn't care My shoes were my happiness Perhaps my companions laughed at me Since I wiped them off every second I celebrated my new shoes Away from the big world With care and exhilaration within my small world
Life is a flower-bed A joy, a loss, up and down Rolling on the green hills, bouncing through the air touching the water waves Sometimes quiet, often crowded Occasional misery, poured with hope, laughter, or crying Loaded with emotions and devotions With love and affection, come fun and celebration One can cherish the time with a good sip of wine One may end the day with a loaf of bread One sleeps on sidewalks of India One enjoys the beauty of Austria In the eyes of a wise-man, life is a flea-market Let it be this way, I move on with hope on this blended globe
On the cobble stones of my small town I saw a little girl playing around. Going through the leaves of early fall she gathered whole bunches of leaves and throwing them into the air. A fun play that she enjoyed so much. Her mother was watching her from the distance. I was sitting on a bench reading the "Morning Poems" of Robert Bly and observing the scene of devotion. The mother asked the little girl "Why are you throwing the leaves into the air?" Don't you have a better play to show She replied promptly: "I am helping the wind Mom." Come and play with me. Wind will appreciate it too. "My teacher told me, anything that falls down should go up anyway."
Through the brightness of glow In the covered ground of snow Here comes the day For connection, and Celebration of joyful life Rejoicing the bound Togetherness and romance Fourteenth day of Feb The glorious Valentine's day For two of us to never betray Today, tomorrow, and everyday