"Don't throw stones, it might bounce back and hit you where it hurts"
You are like the lily that blossoms in the summer shine and spreads forth beautiful fragrance of emotions,
You are the light, that awakens the dawn,
You are the love, that glows amidst the hatred,
You are the smile,that hovers over the teary blinds,
You are the laughter in your sad voices,
The charisma the world beckons upon,
The hope, that shines like the sun amidst the hopelessness,
The strength, your body needs,
You are the difference you seek in the world,
You are the stars, that graces the sky (see the glow)
You are the one that gladdens God's heart ,
You are the favorite of the heavens,
You are your own courageous "I can"
You are the positivity to the negativity
You are beautiful, an exquisite edition ( the best version unpirated)
You are like the rain, that bathes the earth in summer times,
You are like the wind that cracks the leaves,
You are the healing to the pain,
You are the one with the key to difference,
You are the one the change starts and ends with.
Imagine when you give out a harsh attitude to four persons, they take it out on other persons they meet on the way, because of the harsh cards they have been dealt with.. Its a continuous chain of the vibe we give out and the kind of vibe we take back in.
The change we seek, starts with you and I, from within us, to the beauty or ugliness we spread around us to our family, friends and to our society, that is how we give it all out and it spreads forth to the world.
You can't be the darkness and expect the light from the world,
You can't give pain and expect a subtle touch,
You can't give hatred and expect love in return,
You can't be the destruction and expect gentility from the world.
All of what we want from the world, is what we should strive to cultivate in her ourselves,when she's filled with good fruits, she will give us a bountiful harvest!! If you can't sow in the world half of the good things you want from her, how do you expect her to germinate into all you want to reap from her?.
©Chimlee

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