The secret of poetry is cruelty.
We're physically part of the sun. The sun gives us energy, creates our world.
My thoughts and wishes are all that surrounds, mysteries hold you then fly you away. You know you are my life, my lady of dreams.
Some people haven't got a life, I suppose. They want to be on the road all the time.
There are times for inner changes. Be ready for the choice!
We receive all we venture to give. And one of the things I've learned over the years is that giving is everything, and taking is nothing.