The wind doesn’t blow to make trees dance, but rather, it’s to test their roots.
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life is a balance of holding on and letting go.
life is a balance of holding on and letting go.
This gallery contains 1 photo.
life is a balance of holding on and letting go.
The wind doesn’t blow to make trees dance, but rather, it’s to test their roots.
By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two together in their sleep will defeat the darkness.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you. So intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me, I shall stop loving you little by little. If suddenly you forget me, do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you.