Thursday, February 3, 2011

More Poetry



"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure.
I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle.
But if you can't handle me at my worst,
then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."


Marilyn Monroe



Feel The Peace


When The orchard Of your dreams
No longer bears fruits

Listen to the blossom of silence

Hear the vastness of the still ocean
Feel the peace of no leaves in the breeze
Touch the freedom of no illusions
And see that your signature
Reveals not a face or a name

As the climax lacks thunder
For divine light is gentle

And the silence
Is pure



The heart has its own language.
The heart knows a hundred thousand
ways to speak.


Rumi

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