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.....

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Friday, 25 November 2016

Can't force love, I realized. It's there or it isn't. If it's not there, I've got to be able to admit it...

I’m not the silly romantic . I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want…a steady hand. A kind soul (as I thought that's yours). I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved. I think (if I still capable for that) that the best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds.... 

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