Unless you understand the pain and sufferings of the people, trees, birds and the nature, how can you understand God.
Dance with the waves, move with the sea. Let the rhythm of the water set your soul free.
Worry about the choices of today first before you worry about the future; it's todays choices and decisions that are shaping the future.
The leaves are changing; I feel poetry in the air.
She understood the language of the trees. She spoke to the trees and they spoke back to her!
In the dark of the moon there is growth. Plants do not flourish in the noonday sun, but rather in the privacy of the new moon
Autumn serenades the breeze into dancing a cha cha cha; the mountains echo in the background. October sky never looked more charming nor the sublime leaves of the trees so graceful.
We do not always have explanations to questions of human nature. Are those who revel in their own anguish and grief seeking attention or has it become an ingrained slice of their personality? I think, both.
Natural Beauty This is the nation of peas with oceans, rivers, ponds and seas The beautiful vegetable farms people helping arms in arms hand in hands the beach with water and sand the bright sun children playing and running the bright, colourful rainbow, birds sing sweet trees green the beautiful thing you have ever seen!
Why do I cry every time it rains?
She is in union with God. She understands fear and need creates unconscious ulterior motives. She sees God in everything...even within herself and ... she is more powerful for it. She observes His glory with an attitude of gratitude, calls nature her home, and her spirit soars with the birds. She is divinity defined.
Listen,the Nature has her Mystic hands pressed on us to prove the wonders or sadness in a way that we let ourselves ponder about the clueless, yet clue giving,unseen,yet seen,uninformed,yet informed,untouched yet touched characters using our normal human mind.
The starry sky began to shine,when assigned night spread with its ‘moon lamp’ for all of the wistful thoughts,lay below the tormented Earth’s nocturnal light and those splendid visions caught my pounding spirits.
The stars shine a little brighter when I tell them about you.
Water is Consciousness of giving, healing. Like most things, when there is corruption or dishonouring or disrespect of any part of the Consciousness, water can turn or stop.
You come from the depths of infinity and from all directions of space-time. Every atom in you comes from a different star, every cell are made of celestial radiation. You're the smile of no birth and no death. You are the Great Poetry.
When I am having a bad day or a difficult moment, in my mind's eye I often return to the soothing images of the sea. I recall the roar of the surf as it explodes over ancient volcanic rock formations that decorate the majestic Oregon coastline. Gorgeous waves roll in endlessly and disperse impressively over the the sandal-covered beach front. I invite you to go to your secret place and allow your spirit to dance with the magical visions of inspiration you perceive.
Today, the world is reeling under hatred, corruption and many innocent lives giving up. If we as humans let go of simply one percent of our selfishness, Earth does have a better hope in future. I believe!
Even though we know we'll get hurt by thorns, we still go for flowers.
the world wants to touch your skin i want to touch your heart let me sleep in your arms a bit let me cry a bit in your arms you keep telling me that you are broken but i am the one who is shattered into pieces i have now created a season for you i have now grown the sun for you let the raindrops fall i want to remain thirsty.