Brighter Both
Far away, out on the horizon into the calm sea. I saw the reddish sun Setting down in the mist. Dull sunshine; gloomy hue
You are, what you think you are
Pain, adversity and misfortune are blessings from the Almighty. Yes my dear, they are! And once it touches the purest of the pure soul, it shakes them deeply like the comely flowers are waggled by the ghastly storm. And as the flower loses its leaf one by one, soon you will notice that your faith…
I wonder
I wonder the way comely flowers bloom The way they dance and the way they rejoice I wonder the way they survived each season I wonder the way they smile each moment —
The Poem of Tomorrow 