Saturday, July 09, 2011
The ray of hope, of a better day... a promise..
And i smile to sunshine and embrace it with open arms... the one who loves you will always make you grow...
After the night, deep dark, behold the dawn, sings the lark..
Pick up the broken pieces and start again... whatever is truly yours is your will
Sometimes, there are scenes which seem to be trying to convey to you the secret... though this scene overwhelms my soul... its still time before i decode.. :)
Yes, they say the greatest saints are made in solitude.. mind, body, soul...
no darkness is complete, so is no light...
if men could be at such peace with one another... one wouldn't have to look for salvation...
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