"Every time I step outside, I wake up from a 'dream' where the car turns into a pumpkin. Am I tired? Yes. Was I wrong? Yes. Did I give up? No. I move forward with the calmness of someone who has been defeated, mistaken, and unsuccessful. Where's the next 'fairy tale'? A wall inscription: I'm chasing a dream, chase me!"
calmness and peace 🤤🫠
İnsan ve Duygular
Etimoloji Defteri
Mücellit Nedir ?
Slow me down Lord Ease the pounding of my heart by the quieting of my mind. Steady my hurried pace with a vision of the eternal march of time. Give me amid the confusion of the day, the calmness of the eternal hills. Break the tension of my nerves and muscles with the soothing music of the singing streams that live in my memory. Help me to know the magical restoring power of sleep. Teach me the art of taking MINUTE vacations, Of slowing down to look at a flower, to chat with a friend, to pat a dog, to read a few lines of a good book. Slow me down Lord and inspire me to send my roots deep into the soil of life's enduring values that I may grow toward the stars of my greater destiny. Wilfred A. Peterson
Dua
Slow me down Lord Ease the pounding of my heart by the quieting of my mind. Steady my hurried pace with a vision of the eternal march of time. Give me amid the confusion of the day, the calmness of the eternal hills. Break the tension of my nerves and muscles with the soothing music of the singing streams that live in my memory. Help me to know the magical restoring power of sleep. Teach me the art of taking MINUTE vacations, Of slowing down to look at a flower, to chat with a friend, to pat a dog, to read a few lines of a good book. Slow me down Lord and inspire me to send my roots deep into the soil of life's enduring values that I may grow toward the stars of my greater destiny. Author: Wilfred A. Peterson
Şiir
"Lost in you or lost in the thought of you Hymns of the poets and words of saints paints a beautiful picture of you. Subconscious of me is the conscious of you. Madness in me is the calmness in you. Stupidity in me is a laughter for you. Days spent is like minutes with you. Pain of those old wounds just heal due to you. Listening the sound of silence is the best thing to do with you." -Ankur Sharma-