I recall as a youngster, playing in a pile of raked leaves, tossing them up in the air, covering myself with their together warmth. Some see the bottle half full...some see it half empty. Children see and live the enrapture of the moment.
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The greatest adventure lies not in discovering new lands, but in discovering the boundless potential within yourself. ~ Aloo Denish
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I also often have doubts...all writers do I believe -- poetry like wet tissue, with the weight of humanity hovering critically over.
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“It’s not important that you travel all around the world; there is a world of your own around you that makes you, discovering that every day is also a challenge, it gives you the sense of co-existence with the beings around. “
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A godly heart is purely a heart of gold; and gold is purely the heart of God; and it is why a heart of gold is purely priceless, a treasure that most will fail to value, never discovering a heart of pure love.
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"Once we think we know, we just stop ourselves from the beautiful experiences of discovering and learning".
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Now I am on the way of discovering powers present in me. I hope I will discover some of them soon.
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Never be ashamed to speak up even if you mess up for life is a process of learning and discovering.
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Love is patient...quietly awaiting to show despite our rejection—abiding in silence as ordered until our cloaking lifted for release and full expression. What joy that moment of uncovering—the heart purely exposed, our greatest lamp.
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We are discovering ourselves with every thread we are weaving into the tapestry of our life.
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Hope is like the wings of the migratory bird - the migratory bird lifts and flies into the endless sky covering several hundred miles to reach it's destination firm in the belief that it is possible and it will get there eventually sailing through the vast skies on the power of it's wings.
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Poetry bridges nature's self-consciousness, discovering nature's spacious timelessness as spirit's regenerative pilgrimage.
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All at once the withering tulips amongst the shades of darkness fed of the sun and the water finally flowed trough them. Recovering with every absorbed drop the vivid mixture of yellows and greens. Blooming and becoming an active part of earth once again.
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Isn't it an irony that we have people marching in US cities saying, free the nipple, and on the news yesterday, it was reported Hugh Hefner's Playboy magazine is now covering it up. Say What?
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