HORIZON
In life against so many good thing. The dawning sun, slipping sweetly and dyeing of gold, ruby \u200b\u200band turquoise expanse, the rain that causes the birds to spread wings, beak and little feathers to receive it themselves, chirping with glee, and plants that seem to sing each drop-received gift.
could list each of these miracles, all the time, hours and days, but must tell you that what always puzzles me in life, besides the constant wonder, is to think the skyline. The perennial
fact is that where you are and where to turn my face toward the cardinal points of all, there is always a horizon full of possibilities, which seems to expect from my first days of life. And he is and has always been there.
I know then that could walk in his direction, at any point throughout their lives and how much wished for, maybe one day, learn a lesson in infinity. I'll be the starting point, which is also the arrival, which teaches us that the day they follow behind the horizon, the beginning and end merge, merge and no longer linger over any of these concepts beyond the infinite continuum.
Maybe. Yeah, maybe this is also the concept of life. Maybe someday, who knows that the millennium, a "Let there be light and there was light" began this mine or your earthly existence for us to follow in perpetuity, in straight lines, curved, circular, whole or broken - no matter - winning cycles, toward the horizon telluric, cosmic, who knows what dimension - since there are so many - beyond the three that we have got .
Yes, the horizon is as exciting as magical, miraculous. My definition is modest in the face of such greatness. Missing synonyms, adjectives. Still, I can think of, and thinking there are no limits. And why not have limits, both to think and to desire, it occurs to me right now that anything would be worth immortality if he could not take with me some wonderful gift. For the incredible change in our area, come in and crumbling, with each cycle, the only good that can keep the feelings of immortality are, we can feel.
these, love is an absolute blessing. And this is what suits me, I hope, for which I live. Love in all its manifestations. The pinnacle of divine inheritance that is within each of us and that, before and after the breath of life in the escape, and remains with us. Forever and ever. Interestingly
wander dazed thoughts. I started and finished on the horizon in love. As the endless nothing is ending, I love the e. .. follow to see where it goes.
(TEXT LARA Lunn)
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