Rain drops are not the ones who bring the clouds.
Source: Wisdom Collection
Contributed by: lorasmith
What river can flood over the mountains of your love?
Never let the meaning of your love light escape to the dark nothingness of oblivion.
What branch does not have its leaves and which twig will not have its flowers?
Where I will find peace other than in oblivion?
Can I tell from the twilight from which the world is built that I am a sunrise in this life?
Who can play without wanting to succeed even with a sentimentally gain?
What clouds may wet the gaze without hope of emptiness within us?
Have you ever been further away than yourself? Where?
No matter how many snowstorms will pass through you, none will bring you the spring like love will.
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