I planted the seeds of my sorrow in this...

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I planted the seeds of my sorrow in this forgotten and barren land. Watered with tears I couldn't swallow and blood from my weary hands. Oh the harvest that was to follow, as roses from Arabian sands tell tales of a better tomorrow, and hope in my Maker's plans. ~Suhaib Rumi

You can see how precious it is...



When you get older, you value things differently. You can see how precious it is to have peace of mind, to sleep with your heart feeling at ease.
You can see the true price of everything and everyone in your life.
Time slows down and you can savor moments much better. Because the older you get, the more you understand.
How everything is temporary.
How everything is just passing.
Even yourself.
And there's nothing for you to do. Except to enjoy the present. And pass in this life in peace.
-Metanoia

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