Yesterday was the day,
When the heart ached,
When we learned,
How uncertain our breath is,
Unfaithful, unfamiliar, unexpected,
Life it is,
That we live everyday,
Though it is our day,
But still we wish for a dreamy tomorrow,
A sunrise no one promised us to witness,
Why don't we live in this breath,
Why hold on to a moment that has to come,
And not live a moment that is here with us,
Live each of your seasons,
As if its meant to be your season to bloom,
I wish you live before you die,
I wish when you die you have no baggage of dreams,
No regrets but instead,
You embrace a bucket that blooms your dreams,
That inspires everyone everyday,
A wholesome of garden of roses.
Whole day my heart was a little low and later in the evening we heard the most tragic news of Kobe Bryant 's helicopter crash and there we felt the pain, the feeling of grief of loosing a hero, the sadness of leaving insane inspiration master to this wind.
Some people are there to live, this death can never happen to them, they live like roses in the heart of their lovers, they will always be there with their fragrance in the centre of the garden. You don't need to settle for something ordinary, when you are ready to practice excellence.
Pay hard!
love,
rn
When the heart ached,
When we learned,
How uncertain our breath is,
Unfaithful, unfamiliar, unexpected,
Life it is,
That we live everyday,
Though it is our day,
But still we wish for a dreamy tomorrow,
A sunrise no one promised us to witness,
Why don't we live in this breath,
Why hold on to a moment that has to come,
And not live a moment that is here with us,
Live each of your seasons,
As if its meant to be your season to bloom,
I wish you live before you die,
I wish when you die you have no baggage of dreams,
No regrets but instead,
You embrace a bucket that blooms your dreams,
That inspires everyone everyday,
A wholesome of garden of roses.
Whole day my heart was a little low and later in the evening we heard the most tragic news of Kobe Bryant 's helicopter crash and there we felt the pain, the feeling of grief of loosing a hero, the sadness of leaving insane inspiration master to this wind.
Some people are there to live, this death can never happen to them, they live like roses in the heart of their lovers, they will always be there with their fragrance in the centre of the garden. You don't need to settle for something ordinary, when you are ready to practice excellence.
Pay hard!
love,
rn
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