Try to travel, otherwise you may become racist, and you may end up believing that your skin is the only one to be right, that your language is the most romantic and that you were the first to be the first.
Travel, because if you don’t travel then your thoughts won’t be strengthened, won’t get filled with ideas. Your dreams will be born with fragile legs and then you end up believing in tv-shows, and in those who invent enemies that fit perfectly with your nightmares to make you live in terror.
Travel, because travel teaches to say good morning to everyone regardless of which sun we come from.
Travel, because travel teaches to say goodnight to everyone regardless of the darkness that we carry inside.
Travel, because traveling teaches to resist, not to depend, to accept others, not just for who they are but also for what they can never be. To know what we are capable of, to feel part of a family beyond borders, beyond traditions and culture. Traveling teaches us to be beyond.
Travel, otherwise you end up believing that you are made only for a panorama and instead inside you there are wonderful landscapes still to visit.
– Gio_Evan, poet and songwriter. Translated from Italian.
The wooden bridge. We went there to observe this bridge. Its not so stable, yet people are passing through it randomly, and we even saw some motorbikes were running so fast. They are not scared. But we were scared, thought it will break anytime.
We loved the scenery though. The river water was not so deep. The boats are sailing. People are doing their jobs upon the river bank. Ahh! What a beautiful breeze by the bank of this river Korotoa.
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God is there for you to hold on. Hold on to what is good, even if it’s a handful of earth. Hold on to what you believe, even if it’s a tree that stands by itself. Hold on to what you must do, even if it’s a long way from here. Hold on to your faith, even if it’s easier to let go. Hold on to God’s hand””~.
Restless dragonfly, resting at ease. I found this beauty while travelling to an unknown place. It was afternoon, quite quiet time around, and I was walking beside an old wall. Suddenly I saw this one hanging on a branch of a creeper . I went closer to it. It didn’t move a bit.
Dear dragonfly, rest at ease and show me your beauty ....
Dear dragonfly, life is made perfect in you lovely….
Each day, Its more precious, As I celebrate my life with you, With a simple word, with heart felt appreciation, With rainbow tears in eyes, with gratitude, with music, With song, with a heart to let go, with loving acceptance With graceful smile, with love light n warmth of hearts within.
Its more beautiful day, Each moment of the each beautiful day.