Oh, the stories usually begin with ... "Once ...", but it's not typical nor atypical story , it's just what we find always wanted to be . I be with my desires embodied in accomplishments , to be me , a woman with lofty ideals who knocks at the door of this , shaking his tumultuous past of unfulfillments trivial .
The essence of life is different , retrieving what I missed when I was not paying attention to the whispers of angels , with interests different from those of a woman of exquisite spiritual viewpoint . Can not have enough time to choose my highest heels can read a book, or my TV Flush eyes with trivial issues can ... draw a rainbow that retrieval forms after the rains of life , some cool , summer other dreary late autumn . Formed in light colors like a bunch of ready to paint watercolor paintings, hand trembling in a nervous painter .
Here wove moments of happiness , when the evening light , the horizon immense horizon trembling and girls lovers under the moonlight , he could see like fireflies in the night . Delusions were present in all their forms , wishful thinking , failures ... all " battlefield " ... but they have compensated hopes of seraphim and cherubim to the park .
They stood on the shoulders and may have not noticed that I had at hand praying soul of eternal love . Speaking memories of past life experiences talking , which made me change my thinking ... all the negative effects of not thinking brought me laurels but rather fiercely soul. Misunderstanding neighbor , say senseless words have made me a song played on street corners by ambulance.
When the trials of life have brought me back to earth of the eternal dreaming, and had an influence on the soul desolate , without spiritual support ... I realized that not learned the most important lesson of life - love !
Yes , all say that we love , but love is something beyond the clouds, the wind and rain. It is beyond any obstacle that can stand in your way. To let your soul feel the hand of the one you love , to sacrifice yourself to your peak years .
Putting his feelings in hand and give him all the confidence was spreading 'll miss him, to touch his soul there, where there is physical . Feel it in your every thought , impress upon the heart, feel her breath as if they were shadows of your dreams ... to love as it is and realize that , in essence , is unique!
Retrieval is not a poetic word , is a word base of our existence , of our unique EU 's structured , complex and delicate , picky , I would add , like salt in food !
Retrieval is in deed , in the ability to see the future with positive thoughts , to see the world with different eyes , to complete another stage of spirituality , a step to inner happiness , complete understanding of life.
It is now well defined , outlined like a well thought out project ... resulting solid structure of a construction duration.
All creatures in the world have the right to life , love and understanding. I gave them a chance , but at the same time to me , I gave a chance for a new beginning ... Love is our lifeblood , human , without it we would be naked as the trees fall, we were pathetic and no substance.
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HAVE A NICE DAY !
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