“After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises…
After a while you learn…
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure…
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth…
And you learn and learn…
With every good-bye you learn.”
— Veronica A. Shoffstall
Reality
This is beautiful and true.
Oh yeah. YEAHHHHHH!!!!!
Every last frickin' goodbye…..
Me encanta, en español se la atribuían a Borges, pienso que esta es la auténtica , gracias
So true…don't know..why we don't understand such simple things
I KNOW I WILL AND YOU WILL ALL BE ALIVE LIVING AND WILL AS WE ALL SHOULD, with a single but true of honesty of nature for all of absoulute love sake
Prayer of the Bodhisattva
Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers
but to be fearless in facing them.
Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain
but for the heart to conquer it.
Let me not look for allies in life’s battlefield
but to my own strength.
Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved
but hope for patience to win my freedom.
—Tagore <3
Thank you. So profound and beautiful.