You are the pattern in the weaving of my existence. You are the secret code that unlocks all that is mine. You are the manner in which I dance, flying from cloud to cloud…You are the answer to all my questions, always unexpected, which raises me from one world to another.You are my sailing boat on the ocean of infinite tranquility and bliss. My most beautiful ark. Your soul has no limits, and it is in my eyes that You are endless…
And thus when I am not asking You anything then, in fact, I am asking You; And when I do not see You – I do indeed see you. And when You are silent You are speaking inside of me; and when you are asleep you are awake inside of me.....



Sunday, 22 May 2016

Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers

If one day you don't want to listen to anyone call me, I promise to be there for you and I promise to be very quiet...
But if one day you call me , and there is no answer, come fast to me, perhaps I need you

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