EXPLORING SECOND LIFE
Sometimes, too many, I wish I could go back to the time when no one knew my name.
When I could walk barefoot on green pastures and I could go unknown... unnoticed.
When I dared to dance alone while the world danced around me.
Sometimes, too many, I wish I move in this world like a whisper.
Hushed in a soft wind, yet strong enough to turn the fallen leaf over so both sides can get to see the sun.
Sometimes, too many... I keep wishing.
Hello Beautiful World!
Too many times I catch myself wishing for the past.
But life goes on and things change and so we must learn and accept these changes.
There are no second chances. No do-overs. That's it, one life and one chance to do our best
in the world.
Life has its seasons and each season has its unique beauty. There is a season to fly just as there
is a season to stay grounded to enjoy looking up at the stars. My longing for the past is proof of
how beautiful my life was according to the seasons I was living. I can honestly say that I did my
best. I flew high so high that I was able to touch so many stars. Now, that my feet are firm on the
ground, I am ready to look up at the stars that I once was able to touch (smiles).
Thank you past, thank you present, and thank you future.
Thank you life!
-Lori Novo
♥
Welcome this is
(Moderate)
by Lian (liandavk)
When I lean
my eyes on you,
dear sea.
Horizon opens up
above me.
The smell
of your sea arms,
touch my soul.
I feel like it
smile and live forever.
Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love ♥
-xoxo Lian
WLS: Val Windlight (new)
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