I could hear the rustling of the leaves
As the wind capriciously blew through the trees
Not affected by the gravity pull my spirit lifted high
Like a bird swishing its wings on the face of the sky
My longing gaze on a forth coming smile
A love extending a distance of a thousand miles
Outstretched arms touching of souls holding tight
Beneath a romantic raven velvet starlit night
I shall fly upon the wing of a vast silver bird of love
Gliding through the air and white fluffy clouds above
I shall dream of land so far away and make it a reality.
What we are today comes from our thoughts of yesterday, and our present thoughts build our life of tomorrow: Our life is the creation of our mind.
Buddha (563 BC-483 BC) Founder of Buddhism
“Watch your thoughts, for they become words.Watch your words, for they become actions.Watch your actions, for they become habits.Watch your habits, for they become character.Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.”