clothes shoes ... .. the good life .. money .. cars ...
People do not know any more excited. Do not listen to more music from the heart, no emotions for the gift of being able to hear the mind and body and dance to a song you love. Do not you realize how beautiful it is to get home with the sunrise and stay with the nose to observe the miracle of colors that the sun gives us when he wakes and when he goes to sleep.
Sometimes I seem mesmerized by all plastic dolls puppeteer that law. They do what is convention, and that's okay Today people are afraid of being too independent, open your eyes and think and realize. Never
that are released to the sky screaming all the things that make them feel bad, or that they feel good. All convention, all approved.
know how to cry, knowing how to listen, be kind to those around us ... knowing how to laugh, knowing how to get excited! Live! be alive! be something unique and different.
Small things get, the little things are those little diamonds that could fill their hearts and their eyes to something sublime and beautiful.
stars in a very peaceful night, a soft white cloud, a bird looking for food, a leaf of autumn, when detached from the branch dancing slowly watching the slow passage of time, an elderly person who walks alone with an imperceptible smile of someone who has now seen all his life, a flower grew up with an incredible force in the asphalt, waiting for the cats food, the beauty of a rainy day and that of a sunny day so bright and serene, a ray of light that lands on your window.
The smell of hot milk and coffee in the morning, the smell of the skin of the person you sleep beside the children's laughter, the smell of talcum powder after a shower .... the rain, getting wet caressed by the wind and rain, life is reborn in the spring, the snow that falls from the sky and came to rest over your eyes and your hands
live his life like a fragile gift that each day can be taken away, to live without bitterness.
Groped to give some light to people who are next.
How do people miss all the little beautiful things in the world, as people do not stop and look, to observe, to feel, as people do not agree with the world, not to blend in with time.
How do people miss the little things, beautiful things, things that could illuminate a moment.
Sometimes I want to become a tree to sink my roots into the ground and bear fruit, be a home for animals, shade shelter for someone, enjoy the cycles of nature, or become water and fluid flow in the ground.
Sometimes I want to be the wind to caress the world, messing my hair, feathers, cause some to play a little cat, switch between someone's hair, and whispering
listen, look ..
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