In our time the human being no longer has patience and no longer uses silence. Everything is noisy. The author's translation of his French poem "Silence et patience"
Our being flourishes in silence
Without education and without science
What matters in life
Is to forget evil and envy
Good things come gradually
They come to us very slowly
May one believe or not believe
The key is to move in small steps
Do not expect to be understood
Even if your words create joy or grief
The key is to wait for the right moment
That finds you awake and aware
Every being is good in its depths
More valorous than what we see
For us to be forgiving and good
Although time may seem long
This depends mainly on our love
Which springs from our heart every day
Shaped like a very pleasant fluid
Creating an unforgettable feeling
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The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
Beautif
Welcome!
The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
Beautif
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
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Jane
This is very similar to the one I have translated for you from the Google's translation. I'm glad you are re-posting this!
When silence becomes noisy then it is not the silence that we want for ourselves. Yes, everyone has some goodness within oneself. No doubt about it.
Sandie