Monday, 12 April 2010

Your Dress Dances with the Wind



We do not love to live.

We live to love!


Each morning,
you are required to participate.

Self by passes,
for a moment you can close your eyes,

but your heart will later see the vision, clear.




A day like this
I will forget not.

The problem is you cannot hide love,
but the solution is that love
will not let you hide.

Each night,
you will meditate and feel what you lived.