oh dear !
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but the last 4 lines made me laught !
nice to come here and find a place to write without logging in ; i'm here through firefox-mozilla browser and it doesn't know my password...neither do i !
so,..

thank you so much for the hearts !!! so so beautiful
hug you

♥2U2...

a poem, sent to me from a friend:


The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
Some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all.
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
Who violently sweep your house
Empty of its furniture.
Still treat each guest honourably.
He may be clearing you out for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
Meet them at the door laughing,
And invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
Because each has been sent
As a guide from beyond.

Jalaluddin Rumi, Sufi poet
Born in 1207

walking on the roof

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EleGaNt

EleGaNt

fabulous both
what you wrote and this poem

nourishing souls
"guides from beyond"

:*******

i needed so to read this
and your mail

and seeing this image, of course!