Thursday, December 08, 2005

flowergirls


flowergirls
Originally uploaded by tulers1.
For all the pleasure and the certainty.
That we're surrounded
By the comfort and protection of..

The highest power.
In lonely hours.
You don't have to close your eyes
'Cos it's standing right before you.

All that you need will surely come...

Look!... there is a heaven above you

6 comments:

Reza said...

beautiful photo , live and wonderul

Anonymous said...

thank you for your smile, it has stayed with me, giving me my own grin for an hour now

Someone who pricked himself on the thorn of the most beautiful red rose in the garden... said...

Look there is a heaven above you, but don't forget the heaven below. With you on this earth I am in heaven, for you are my heaven on earth. You are the red rose in the garden that's covered in snow. I pricked my finger on one of your thorns, and now that's my blood that you see in the snow. That blood is for this earth, to feed more red roses, to make them grow. Thank you Diamond Lady... thank you so much for everything... thank God for ever putting you here on this earth...

Someone who once pricked a finger on your thought (who sometimes forgets things... broken things)... said...

Oh, Diamond Lady, I almost forgot... I must send this greeting to all your friends around the world... your Yegi is very special, England has been so pleased to welcome this beautiful princess from Tehran... BUT YOU AINT SEEN NOTHING YET:):):):)

Magic bottle genie said...

Once upon a time there was a little boy who fell in love with a little girl.

Every year he asked her, Do you love me? Every year she replied, What is love?

He grew to be a big man and she grew to be a big woman. He thought he would ask her just one more time, Do you love me?

Let me think, she said, What is love? Come back next year and I will give you my answer.

He went back next year but he could not find her. He asked, where is she, the one that I loved?

She has gone, they said, she died. What did she die of, he asked? She died of a broken heart.
Why was her heart broken?

Listen, they said, she was never sure what love was and she kept asking, why? She was frightened to let you love her because she had never felt pure love.

But why did she die? Well a magic bottle genie had promised one big wish, and that was that she didn't ever want to be hurt by a man, so she never wanted to fall in love.

So that was why she died of a broken heart: time taught her the true meaning of love, but she could not tell him because the words could never leave her mouth. She could not cope with the pain that killed her inside.

The moral of this story is wish carefully and wish wisely... you cannot ever mess with LOVE.

A smowman who is melting fast in the hot sun... said...

LOVE IS LOVE OF LIFE, AND LIFE IS LOVE OF LOVE: there is a flower for every season in a person's life... say it with flowers... OK?