The restless spirit never loses its wings. If
The restless spirit never loses its wings. If sometimes it cannot fly, it is because during those moments the sky vanishes.
— R.N. Prasher
27
Mar
27
Mar
Never lose hope. Storms make people stronger and
Never lose hope. Storms make people stronger and never last forever.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
27
Mar
Just above our terror, the stars painted this
Just above our terror, the stars painted this story
in perfect silver calligraphy. And our souls, too often
abused by ignorance, covered our eyes with mercy.
— Aberjhani, I Made My Boy Out of Poetry
27
Mar
It doesn’t matter where you’ve been, only where
It doesn’t matter where you’ve been, only where you are going.
— L.M. Fields
27
Mar
Reason, Observation and Experience ? the Holy Trinity
Reason, Observation and Experience ? the Holy Trinity of Science ? have taught us that happiness is the only good; that the time to be happy is now, and the way to be happy is to make others so. This is enough for us. In this belief we are content to live and die. If by any possibility the existence of a power superior to, and independent of, nature shall be demonstrated, there will then be time enough to kneel. Until then, let us stand erect.
— Robert Green Ingersoll, On the Gods and Other Essays
27
Mar
Be thankful for a breath of fresh air
Be thankful for a breath of fresh air to be alive and well. Allow love and happiness to penetrate throughout your mind and soul. Take time to relax and live in the moment, the now, the present. Enjoy today.
— Amaka Imani Nkosazana
27
Mar
If ever I was running, it was towards
If ever I was running, it was towards you.
— Jennifer Elisabeth
27
Mar
We can be friends. We can be anything
We can be friends. We can be anything we want to be.
— Muriel Barbery, The Elegance of the Hedgehog
27
Mar
I’m pretty much looking for beauty all the
I’m pretty much looking for beauty all the time. It just seems like some days the light is better to see it.
— Melodie Ramone
27
Mar
Here’s another poem, like all others before and after, dedicated
Here’s another poem,
like all others before and after,
dedicated to you.
There isn’t anything left to be said
but I will spend my life
trying to put you into words.
You who is every goodness,
every optimism
and hope.
Your love is a better fate for me
than anything I could wish for.
If you are a part of me,
then you?re the best part.
And if you’re separate from me,
then you are my destination.
But I?ve become a weary traveller,
so please,
let us never be apart.
— Kamand Kojouri