I find I have things to say and stories to tell. I have music to express and thoughts to share. At what point does someone become wise? Is it arrogant to think what I have to say is worth something, or selfish not to share it? I guess it's not my conclusion to make. Feel free to leave comments.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Diamonds and Hope
Hope is like Diamonds.... Rare, Rough and Hard. It can be carved into something beautiful, sparkling and precious. But it takes skill, So it requires practice. It takes Time, So it needs patience. The result is something profound.
2 comments:
this is my favourite so far .
my favourite thus far
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