My heart is so small
it’s almost invisible.
How can You place
such big sorrows in it?
“Look”, He answered,
“your eyes are even smaller,
yet they behold the world.”
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“In springtime, love is carried on the breeze.
Watch out for flying passion or kisses whizzing by your head.”
– Emma Racine deFleur
The sun will stand as your best man
And whistle
When you have found the courage
To marry forgiveness
When you have found the courage
to marry
Love.
~ Hafiz ~
“Her lips on his could tell him better than all her stumbling words.”
– Margaret Mitchell
“This outward spring and garden are a reflection of the inward garden.” – Rumi
Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it. — Confucius
The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy.
Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh. — Rumi
The glow around your face
When you see the lightning race
I know I’m very near
And I can hear the thunder
A woman of perplexity
A woman for eternity
A woman of the land
A woman for a man
I’m down on my knees
And I’m saying: “Please believe me”
It’s hard to fall out of love completely
It’s harder to find a way to come back discretely
To speak of things anew
To weep in quiet blue
Brocade upon your bed
Memories should fade, at least of you
A sceptor of ice and fire
The spectre of my desire
A girl child of such loveliness
A woman of my emptiness
A woman of fame, renown
A woman who kicks the clown
A woman of the land
A woman for a man
Woman – Shawn Phillips
The Beauty of a Woman
The beauty of a woman Is not in the clothes she wears,
The figure that she carries, Or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman Is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives,
The passion that she shows,
And the beauty of a woman
With passing years only grows.
Author: Audrey Hepburn
There ain’t no cure for…
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