The soil gives room for every tree to grow. Some trees will bear fruit and create names by their fruits. It’s what you do that shapes your being.The tragedy in life is not that we will die, but to die while still living.
Monday, February 13, 2012
Love is Eternity
You are my oasis of glamor
You relish my soul in the desert
You are my fountain of satisfaction
You quench my mountain of desires
You are my rain of relief
You wash away my troubles
You are my island of beatitude
You make me
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