Brother stand the pain. Escape the poison of your impulses. The sky will bow to your beauty, if you do. Rise with the sun. Turn away from the cave of your sleeping. That way a thorn expands to a rose. Patience is not sitting and waiting, it is foreseeing. It is looking at the thorn and seeing the rose, looking at the night and seeing the dawn. Lovers are patient and know that the moon needs time to become full. Thank You Creator. Thank All of You 4 Listening, Much Love & Respect. ~Love AA~ ~Shanti~~Shanti~~Shanti~
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