Sunday, 19 April 2020

16.04.2020

The eyes of the beholder:

They say beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, 
I say the beholder's beauty is when he or she can hear his heart skip,
when looking with curious eyes at every detail of nature around,
and       and feel every molecule of his intertwine with it,
it's looking at your scares and still be grateful of how they came to be,
not complaining not whining!,
it's accepting the journey as it comes, and never losing hope in adversity,
it's learning from each experience of the journey,
 and smiling every morning without knowing how the new day will end,
staring at the magical sunrise and believing in magic,
learning the language of birds,
it's saying I love you without words,
and lending a hand without expecting rewards,
it's believing in others and triumphing with them open minded,
and with honesty,
it's holding hands without touching,
and letting the dessert winds blow our kisses from one continent to another,
till we realise that we are nothing without love!.

Poem by
Milka.

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