“Laughter is the sun that drives winter from
the human face.”
A good woman will bring up her husband.
A good woman, a
virtuous soul,
Her heart filled
with love, her spirit whole,
She'll be a
partner, a helpmate true,
In all things, a
blessing to you.
Her kindness and
care, they know no bounds,
She'll soothe
your heart, she'll lift your mood,
In joy and
sorrow, she'll be found,
A constant
friend, a guiding light.
She'll stand by
you through every test,
Through trials
and tribulations, she'll pass,
With grace and
strength, she'll find a way,
To bring you
hope, to chase the fray.
Her love will be
your rock, your anchor,
Your shelter
from life's raging tempest,
She'll be your
home, your haven, your rest,
Your partner in
every quest.
So cherish her,
hold her dear,
For she is a
gift, a treasure rare,
A good woman
will bring up her husband,
And together,
you'll face life's journey with laughter.
“Whenever you become anxious or stressed,
outer purpose has taken over,
and you lost sight of your inner purpose.
You have forgotten that your state of consciousness is primary,
all else secondary.”
― Eckhart Tolle
“A good book is the precious life-blood of a master-spirit,
embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life,
and as such it must surely be a necessary commodity.”
― Penelope Fitzgerald
“I'm starting to think this world is
just a place for us to learn that
we need each other more than we want to admit.”
― Richelle
E. Goodrich
“Living in a way that reflects one's values
is not just about what you do;
it is also about how you do things.”
― Deborah
Day
"The three great mysteries: air to a bird,
water to a fish, humankind to himself.”
– Indian Expression
“Like the body that is made up of different limbs and organs,
all moral creatures must depend on each other to exist.”
– Hindu Proverbs
The eyes do not see
what the mind does not want.
In
the depths of my mind, a secret I keep
A
truth that I hide, a fear that I weep
The
eyes may see, but the mind does not perceive
The
beauty that lies, in the world I believe
The
eyes may gaze, but they do not see
The
beauty that's hidden, from me to thee
The
mind sets the limits, of what I can see
And
the eyes can only see, what the mind can be
The
eyes do not see, what the mind does not want
The
mind sets the boundaries, of what we can haunt
The
eyes may roam, but they cannot find
The
beauty that's hidden, in the world we design
So
let us open our minds, and let the eyes see
The
beauty that's hidden, for all to be
For
the eyes do not see, what the mind does not want
But
the mind can change, and let the eyes see the haunt
Why ask this or that, why not you from you?
A question that's puzzled me for quite a few,
The answers lie within, but hard to deduce,
So let me ponder and give you a clue.
The reasons are many, the reasons are few,
Why we seek answers from others, anew,
Perhaps we lack confidence, or so it seems,
Or maybe we're searching for validation, it beams.
But why not look within, to the heart of the matter,
To find the answers that we so desperately platter,
Within our own selves, the truth we'll discover,
And the answers we seek, we'll find like a lover.
So let us look within, and not afar,
For the answers we seek, are hidden in our heart,
And when we find them, we'll know we are free,
To be ourselves, wild and carefree.
In the land of
the free and the home of the brave,
A wheel of
injustice turns, its cycle of fate,
A force that
oppresses, a weight that enslaves,
A system that
twists, a path that it craves.
It grinds down
the poor, the marginalized, and the weak,
Their cries fall
on deaf ears, their pleas unheard,
Their struggles
ignored, their dreams unfulfilled,
Their hope but a
distant mirage, a fleeting thrill.
But the wheel of
injustice turns, it never stops,
It churns on and
on, a never-ending cycle,
A perpetual
motion, a constant flow,
A force that's
unrelenting, a power that's unyielding.
It crushes the
spirit, it breaks the heart,
It rips apart
families, it tears them apart,
It feeds on the
fear, it thrives on the pain,
It's a beast
that's insatiable, a monster that's in vain.
But still we
dream, still we resist,
Still we fight
for justice, still we insist,
For a world
where all are equal, where all are free,
Where the wheel
of injustice turns no more, where liberty is the key.
So let us rise
up, let us stand tall,
Let us join
hands, let us give our all,
For the wheel of
injustice turns against the oppressor,
And we will be
the ones to bring it to a stop.
“The best time
to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The second best time is now.”
In days of yore,
when spring's sweet bloom
Did first awaken
Nature's loom,
The wise ones
knew, with hearts aglow,
The best time to
plant a tree, you know.
Twenty years
ago, with youthful zest,
Their dreams and
hopes were at their best,
They planted
trees with tender care,
And watched them
grow, without a snare.
But alas, for
those who came too late,
Their chance had
passed, their fate was sealed,
Their trees
would never reach their prime,
And leave them
in a state of decline.
But fear not, dear
friends, for all is not lost,
The second best
time is now, we boast,
For though the
years have passed us by,
We can still
plant trees, and watch them fly.
So let us not be
deterred by time,
Let us not be
bound by fate's design,
For even now, we
can still find,
A chance to
plant a tree, and make it thrive.
So let us plant,
with hope and cheer,
And watch our
trees reach for the sky,
For though the
best time may have passed,
The second best
time is now, and that's a fact, you'll see.
In a world of
hasty hearts and racing minds,
Where time is
gold and minutes are kind,
It's easy to
forget the gentle art,
Of taking things
slow, and savoring each part.
But oh, the joy
that can be found,
In the slow and
steady, the quiet sound,
Of footsteps
that pause, and hands that hold,
And the gentle
breeze that whispers, "You're bold."
It does not
matter how slowly you go,
As long as you
do not stop, you know,
For in the
journey, there's power and might,
In the slow and
steady, day and night.
So take your
time, and don't be in a rush,
For life is a
journey, not a crush,
And the beauty
of slow, you'll soon discern,
In the rhythm of
life, you'll learn and yearn.
“Happiness is
not something readymade. It comes from your own actions.”
Happiness is a
journey, a path we choose to tread,
Not something
found in haste, but rather made in our heads.
It's the sum of
our actions, the joy we bring to others,
The love we
share and the memories we make, like a treasure.
It's the
laughter we share, the dreams we dare to chase,
The moments we
cherish, the smiles we grace.
It's the
kindness we show, the help we give,
The joy we find
in life, the love we live.
Happiness is not
something readymade,
It's the result
of our efforts, the love we've displayed.
So let us strive
to make each day a happy one,
And fill our
lives with love, until the day is done.
“You miss 100%
of the shots you don’t take.”
A quip so wise,
a saying so true,
"You miss
100% of the shots you don't do."
For every chance
that's not taken,
A chance for
greatness unspoken.
In life, we
often wait and see,
Afraid to take
the first step, you'll be.
But if we never
take the leap,
Our dreams will
forever sleep.
So don't be
afraid to aim high,
To shoot for the
stars, and touch the sky.
For every shot
we take, we learn,
And every miss,
a lesson we discern.
For the shots we
don't take, we'll never know,
If we could have
made it, or let it go.
So take the
shot, and don't be shy,
For you'll never
know, unless you try.
Science,
a pursuit of truth and knowledge,
Transcends
all borders, a boundless treasure,
No
land can claim it as its own,
For
it belongs to all, forever known.
In
the lab, in the field, or in the mind,
Scientists
seek answers, one and all mankind,
Their
findings shape our world, a brighter place,
A
beacon of hope, in a world of space.
From
the tiniest atoms to the vast unknown,
Science
explores, and our wonder is shown,
The
laws of nature, a cosmic tune,
A
symphony of discovery, forever in bloom.
Theories
and facts, a never-ending quest,
A
journey of discovery, at its best,
The
universe unfolds, a wondrous sight,
A
testament to the power of human might.
So
let us embrace this wondrous pursuit,
And
let science be our guiding light,
For
in its truth, we find our way,
To
a brighter future, day by day.
Love
is like the wind, oh so divine,
A
force that's free, yet oh so fine.
It
whispers secrets in our ear,
And
brings us joy, and dispels our fear.
It's
a feeling that we can't define,
A
flame that burns, yet never declines.
It's
the warmth that we feel in our hearts,
A
love that sets our spirits apart.
Like
the wind, love can be wild and free,
A
force that's untamed, yet gentle and me.
It
carries us away, on a journey so grand,
To
a place where our hearts can expand.
So
let us embrace this love so true,
And
let it carry us, where we'll go.
For
like the wind, love is a mystery,
A
gift that's given, so unconditionally.