I love the rain. I love how it mollifies my crumbling spirit, mind, and physique. I love how it softens the silhouette of things. I love how it overflows the lakes, rivers, and seas. I love how it kisses the flowers and leaves. I love how it satisfies the thirst of the earth. I love … Continue reading I’m a Pluviophile
May all your days be filled with love. Trust the Lord with all your heart. Stay awesome! Love, Lebana
True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about. Only few have seen, and believe that it exists, while some pretend to be blind. Lebana’s Tanka
I need you now, my dear like a plant needs a water, like a person needs an air, like a superhero needs a power, like a bee needs a flower, like a dream needs a dreamer, like a rice field needs a farmer, like a country needs a leader, like a garden needs a gardener, … Continue reading I Need You Now
A life without love is like sky without stars, like sleep without visions, like mind without thoughts, like flower without scent, like sea without waves, like sun without gleams, like song without music, like bird without wings, like candle without flame, like face without smile, like ME without you! Copyright© … Continue reading Life without Love
Time is like a river. You can not touch the same water twice, Because the flow that has passed will never pass again. May we all enjoy every moment of our lives!
Let us not be afraid to be humble,small and helpless to prove our love for God. The cup of water you give the sick, the way you lift a dying man, the way you feed a baby, the way you teach a dull child, the way you give medicine to a sufferer of leprosy, the … Continue reading Thoughtful Thursday:Lord, Teach us to be Humble
Love is like a butterfly, it goes where it pleases and pleases where it goes. Love is like a butterfly, Hold it too tight and it will crush. Hold it too loose and it will fly. -unknown-
You cannot force someone to love. Love is like the wind. It emanates when it does. It prowls when it does. It screeches when it does. It halts when it does. It changes directions when it does. Who are we to condemn the wind? Love, -Lebana-
Love is like a rose. It has a tempting splendor And a sweet perfume. But be wary of its thorns, It can prick your crumbly heart. -Lebana’s Tanka- If all we had were roses, would the thorns then be beautiful? -Lebana-
Lebana's Journey
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