Our mind eternally waits for the bliss which we never seems to reach,
Our heart wants to see the beauty which is here but stuck in our imagination of the past and the present,
the reality is the beauty which our eyes sees and our skin feels,
it is much like the beauty of music there the dancing imaginary notes is a dance of angels, the skins wakes up to the beats, the tongue taste the sweet nectar...
the beauty in our lives is what is here now! it is the setting sun, the falling leaves, the changing seasons, the glowing moon, it is the kiss of love, it is freshness of everyday companionship gives up, it is the feeling of longing and belonging which completes us...
life is not as complicated as our minds makes it to be, it is indeed simple, it what we see not what we want to see, not what we want to hear, in the expectations of ought we miss the music of the presents we forget to sway to the beats, we forget to love and dance with the one we love in the times we love the most!
the present is beauty I wish it never ends!
Our heart wants to see the beauty which is here but stuck in our imagination of the past and the present,
the reality is the beauty which our eyes sees and our skin feels,
it is much like the beauty of music there the dancing imaginary notes is a dance of angels, the skins wakes up to the beats, the tongue taste the sweet nectar...
the beauty in our lives is what is here now! it is the setting sun, the falling leaves, the changing seasons, the glowing moon, it is the kiss of love, it is freshness of everyday companionship gives up, it is the feeling of longing and belonging which completes us...
life is not as complicated as our minds makes it to be, it is indeed simple, it what we see not what we want to see, not what we want to hear, in the expectations of ought we miss the music of the presents we forget to sway to the beats, we forget to love and dance with the one we love in the times we love the most!
the present is beauty I wish it never ends!
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