Aphorisms

A seed is longing,
Its birth awaits planting

My mind is like a dam,
If open, The River of my heart will flow

In your Eyes life springs eternal,
In your Smile all things possible

I've been such a fool,
In a world of so many

Greed is corruption manifest,
Much to the sorrow of others

Our lives are but a flower,
Whose bloom lingers but for a short time
Reach for the light and make the most of your beauty
Then the blossom will not be in vain