The truth remains in the depth of our hearts as long as we live.JMS
Don’t be like the marvelous thorn bird.
That sings the sweetest affectionate,
Melody while it is bleeding and dying.
Believe me my friend ,there is nothing,
In this world worth your precious tears ,
Or a drop of your life sustaining blood.
(( When we are hurt,we are the only ones who endure the suffering.
We are the only ones who indeed feel the bitterness of , pain.
We are the only ones who strive our health to regain.))
The Legend of the thorn Bird : There is a legend about a bird which sings just once in its entire life,,more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth.From the moment it leaves the nest it searches for a thorn tree,and doesn’t rest until it has found one.Then,singing among the savage branches,it impales itself upon the longest ,sharpest spine.And,dying, it rises above its own agony to…
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