When the wind of change blows, some people build walls others build windmills- Chinese Proverb
Life has taught me that you can’t control someone’s loyalty. No matter how good you are to them, it doesn’t mean they will be loyal to you back. No matter how well you treat them, doesn’t mean they will value you the same. Sometimes the people you trust most, turn out to be the people … Continue reading Loyalty
There are souls who do countless cycles of reincarnation, before encountering each other, but finally they meet, for they are destined to join for all time. Continue reading Souls
May flowers accompany your path And sunlight brighten your day May chants of birds Cheer up every step along the way May a rainbow move you In a sky that is always blue And may happiness fill your day And all the days thereafter Continue reading Summer
(Ink on seashell) Stop running the day To quickly reach the night Stop climbing winter To reach the summer And with this knowing You make your life more beautiful And would have discovered many paths you skipped Continue reading Life More Beautiful
Pixabay image by Natan Vance Diana you have intrigued me: Darkness was all around me as I stepped forward into an unknown path. My shadow followed my footsteps with the moon on my back and the irie feeling that I was not alone in this abandoned city. The moon was my companion and it’s glow … Continue reading Darkness
Every light that you glance up in the sky is a bright lit memory of yesterdays never diminishing the luminous flux of all the tomorrows Continue reading Illuminance
Relax, gather, away from your every thought. Leave the world that surrounds you. Find the oak tree and build a fire. If a winter night a traveler passes by. Give him a place by your fire. Bury your silence and enbrace the company. Share your Winter Song given to you by the wind. Continue reading Winter in the Wind
We know what sadness is Anguish, desire, death, madness; Everything ends and everything returns Every tought comes far. Every regret, every regret Our souls are washed away Because we know how to fly Beyond the sky and even more In the dreams of men. Continue reading The Edge of Madness
Windmills of My Mind 