fragile poems grow
written by old nature’s hand
roses are blooming
poeme fragile crescand
scrise de vechea mana a naturii
If it happens to you to be sad or unhappy in your life try to think that other people have much less then you have in life.
Try to imagine what your life would be without food, hands, feet or eyesight… How do you think you would manage?
Now think again about your life.
Life is beautiful, it’s all up to you to make great things out of it.
|“I have learned through bitter experience the one supreme lesson to conserve my anger, and as heat conserved is transmitted into energy, even so our anger controlled can be transmitted into a power that can move the world.”|