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"Regardless of what is going on in the world, flowers look up. So should you." ~June Stoyer
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"Passion isn't something that lives way up in the sky, in abstract dreams anf hopes. It lives at ground level, in the specific details of what you're actually doing every day." ~Marcus Buckingham
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Now Spring returns with leaf and blade, Some seek the garden, some the glade; And all to Nature turn, but I To the fresh fields of Poetry, Sweet are the first green leaves, and sweet The scents, and genial the first heat; And backed by pine or cypress gl
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'Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone. ~Thomas Moore
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I had always wondered About airplanes Even when I was A little kid I used to wonder How they actually Stayed up in the air Even though I knew All the different principles And the science And the physics That went into keeping them up I am still amazed Tha
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"For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream." 🌟 ~ Vincent Van Gogh 🌠Single long exposure star trails🌠
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"Climb the mountains and get their good tidings." ~John Muir #landofthehimalayas #sarangkot #travel #bestmountainartists #traveladdict #travelbug #ig_travel #ig_asia #ig_nepal #nepaldiaries #nepal #nepal8thwonder #mountain #misty #awesome_nepal #jai_n
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“Keep close to Nature’s heart… and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.” ~John Muir
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pigeons are so unappreciated being the rats of the sky they overpopulate the park benches waiting for a crumb food supply yet if you look at the bigger picture isn't our species just the same over populating social networks waiting for a supply of atte
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“We must protect them (animals) and this land. If the animals die, this land dies. If this land dies, we die.” ~ Diane van der Westhuizen, The Power Eater
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First ray of sun Travels to the earth From high skies Light of day begins to shine Sun rises slowly, far in the sky Goes higher and higher As time trickles Mountains are the first To see the rising beauty Sky is full with rainbow colors Dark shades
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Old ghost ranges, sunken rivers, come again stand by the wall and tell their tale, walk the path, sit the rains, grind the ink, wet the brushes, unroll the broad white space: lead out and tip the moist black line. Walking on walking, under foot earth
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I have had the mountain peak in sight for years now, I could almost see and feel the rising sun over the peak. But just when I think I'm almost at the top, the mountain Grows longer sending me back to where I started, And every time I move a little faster
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Walk with me just turn around and let it be I have come to guide you all the way Walk with me 'cos I have got the key that finally sets you free ~ Michael Learns To Rock
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Left out Forgotten Excluded Is what I am Always the last one The last remembered The last cared for Out of the pack I'm just as important You don't see that Another to fade Into the background Another to fade Away Excluded Forgotten Left out ~ Amanda, O
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Go not to the temple to put flowers upon the feet of God, First fill your own house with the Fragrance of love... Go not to the temple to light candles before the altar of God, First remove the darkness of sin from your heart... Go not to the temple to
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Today as l sit below a statue of gold, Colour of a Buddha's adorning. I watch the sky change shades. Lightest blue to the lightest pink. Now a cold wind is blowing, And the prayer flags are soaring. Everything in rhythm with the song playing. The wind,
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For years I have longed To live in the mountains,To stroll through the valleys,And swim in the lakes.The water, still and serene,Ripples with each movementOf the vast Earth below. The eagles soar high aboveAnd the wisps of cotton woolHover even higher. As
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“I love the people I photograph. I mean, they’re my friends. I've never met most of them or I don’t know them at all, yet through my images I live with them.” ~ Bruce Gilden
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Yet I have glimpsed the bright mountain behind the mountain, Knowledge under the leaves, tasted the bitter berries red, Drunk cold water and clear from an inexhaustible hidden fountain. ~ Kathleen Raine
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As I stand there upon that hill , I feel excited and I feel a thrill, I put my head down , and run like a plane , as I take off it feels insane. From up here things look so small , they don't look real , no not at all. It feels so nice , I give a sigh .
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Happy New Year!!! Have an awesome 2016 😃 As the world celebrates With fireworks and cakes I'm standing here alone Far away from home With nothing but a suitcase and memories As the stars surround me like water I raise my hands in full surrender
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House full of people but still alone You feel the love from your family but still alone...Here I sit wondering where I went wrong, The pain of being alone is the hardest..Wanting it to end asking yourself if it ever will...Thinking only I can change the
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“I have walked that long road to freedom. I have tried not to falter; I have made missteps along the way. But I have discovered the secret that after climbing a great hill, one only finds that there are many more hills to climb. I have taken a m
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Each day I go into the fields to see what is growing and what remains to be done. It is always the same thing: nothing is growing, everything needs to be done. Plow, harrow, disc, water, pray till my bones ache and hands rub blood-raw with honest l
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“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened.” ~ Anatole France
