Sweetheart of the Endless Sun
These are Latitudes of Change, Seasons of Capture
This is Just Another Thursday
But the only one I will ever live on Feb 14th, 2008.
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Read MoreValentine
For those who know
how to access to their hearts
For those who know
how to extract from it
their peace and love,
For those every breath
could be their Valentine. ;)
Stoyan Svet
Read MoreThe Long Path of Human Life
The road we walk on is somewhat narrow.
At the end of where we stretch our arms is birth and death.
In the middle, where we are, is sorrow, life, teardrops, morning dew, mist, extravagance, purpose, fading sunlight, crystal moons.
We walk with others, but really, we walk alone.
We try to keep in step with others, we fake it for a while, then we fall, falter, fail, step on toes, collide with worlds.
Read MoreOff the Coast of Love
My wife tells me I should pay more attention to details —
the house, the car, the lawn —
there’s a thousand things, by sunset, that need to be done.
She’s right, of course.
It’s true.
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If only I wasn’t floating three feet off the ground today,
caught in the updraft
of a single gaze from you,
spinning like a thousand cyclones
off the coast of love.
Love Is
Love … when I am feeling it I am complete.
Gratitude is a natural by product, because the outlook is good,
whether or not everything is going my way or not.
If clarity fills my sight, I am happy, sadness has disappeared,
and hope rises brightly on the horizon.
I find the fluctuations of our emotional terrain to be like the weather. However even if it rains, I have an umbrella to protect me, regardless of what is happening on the outside.
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