How can you tell the sun not to shine, when clouds exist. How can you ask leaves not to fall when wind exists. How can you tell me not to fall in love when you exist.
He who is in love
is wise and is becoming wiser,
sees newly every time he
looks at the object beloved,
drawing from it with his eyes
and his mind those virtues
which it possesses.
Just as the wind dances in my hair, as the ocean massages
my thoughts, as the sun blankets me in happiness, and as
the earth travels with me across universal challenges,
so all the elements of your love fill my life.
When Love Is Lost,
Don''t Bow Ur Head In
Sadness,
Instead Keep Ur Head
Up High
&
Faze @ The Stars,
For That''s Where
Ur Broken Heart
Has been Sent To
Heal ... (:
