“Be willing to be a beginner every single morning.” ~Anon
“I let my head fall back, and I gazed into the Eternal Blue Sky. It was morning. Some of the sky was yellow, some the softest blue. One small cloud scuttled along. Strange how everything below can be such death and chaos and pain while above the sky is peace, sweet blue gentleness. I heard a shaman say once, the Ancestors want our souls to be like the blue sky.”
“It sounds plausible enough tonight, but wait until tomorrow. Wait for the common sense of the morning.” ~Anon
« The sun just touched the morning;
The morning, happy thing,
Supposed that he had come to dwell,
And life would be all spring.”
« »A friend can be a caress in moment of distress, a tender shoulder to comfort us, and a warm heart to warm us in a tough winter
He can be a protection against us, and meet present whenever we need.
During our absence he will take our defense against any misplaced Word, as if they assaulted him in person.
We have confidence in him, that we confess to him our most buried secrets in the heart.
At times, he comes before the family, and even a crazy love can’t push him or throw him out of our lives.
On the other hand, if by misfortune the confidence is lost one way or another, the situation becomes critical and the voltage will go up to replace the beautiful moments of friendship.
We can forgive wrongs of Love, while friendship is hard to grant forgiveness or to trust it again.
It is necessary only to rely on time provided that with his magic, it will dispel all evil heard. »
« A woman who is quiet and withdraws without sign of life, it is that she is suffering in silence. If she’s not sensitive to what is happening around her, she’s touched in its depths.
If her choice is to withdraw, that she is disappointed and feels really injured.
This woman suffers without daring to say anything and will say nothing seen that this time it is affected in the soul.
She will prefer death to confess what she really weighs, until losing everything, in order to keep her dignity.
A real woman having a soul that bleeds no longer returns on her steps; she will disappear with her sentence to an uncertain fate.? » ~Rami Lahouel
For a woman of exceptional beauty as we have never seen; With its pure and tender heart, she drew everyone. I’m so proud of her. She is the white rose of my country.
When she smiles, she is bewitching that the Sun and the Moon get mad and envy her.
When she laughs, her man becomes even more crazy about her that he doesn’t take his eyes off her.
I offer her these roses of all colours and I know that they are insignificant in their beauty, but my rose is modest and will accept them.? » ~Rami Lahouel
Blog Author’s Note:
Rami Lahouel is a pen name of Kader Reggab from Algeria. You may find him at FB a.
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