Dreams  comes true when we get strong visions.
Dreams  falls  away far and away when  we are fully depended on it.
Dreams comes true by true hard works and deeds
Dreams  never comes true by only thinking bigger things .

I am black and beautiful,
O daughters of Jerusalem,
like the tents of Kedar,
like the curtains of Solomon.
Do not gaze at me because I am dark.
because the sun has gazed on me .
My mother's sons were angry with me.
they made me keeper of
the vineyards ,
but my own vineyard I have
not kept!
Tell me ,you whom my soul loves.
where you pasture your flock.
where you make it lie down at noon;
for why should I be like one who is veiled
beside the flocks of your companions?
If you do not know,
O fairest among women,
follow the tracks of the flock,
and pasture your kids
beside the shepherds' tents.

Delete me Delete me from every were
Wrong deeds are not deleted easily.
So many times you try or scrub
Wrong Deeds remains every were.
So beware from wrong deeds.

Upon my bed at night
I sought him whom my
soul loves.
I sought him but found him not,
I called him but he gave
no answer.
I will rise now and go about
the city
in the streets and in the
squares.
I will seek him whom my
soul loves.
I sought him but  found  
him not.
The sentinels found me,
as they went about in the city.
"Have you seen him whom
my soul loves."

GLORY WHICH GLORIFIES HUMAN LIFE.
SADNESS WHICH  TERRIFIES HUMAN  LIFE.
GLORY CREATES HUMAN KINDS.
SADNESS  DESTROYS HUMAN MINDS .
EVERY  HUMAN BEINGS WANTS GLORY IN LIFE.
AND SADNESS BREAKS EVERY IDEAS,THOUGHTS ,FEELINGS &
EMOTION'S OF HUMAN MIND AND HEART.

oh lord, i ask you to lift him from schism
ten times convicted, with a son still in prison
blessed be the holy gift that you give him
oh lord, let him know that you have risen

give him the vision of the word written
a prism of forgiveness, love, and true wisdom
save him from fitting in with contrition
oh lord, give him chrism, ointment to christen

The voice of my beloved!
Look , he comes.
leaping upon the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
My beloved is like a gazelle
or a young stag.
Look,them he stands
behind our wall
gazing in at the windows,
looking through the lattice.
My beloved speaks and says
to me;
"Arise, my love, my fair one.
and come away;
for now the winter is past,
the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth;
the time of singing has
come,
and the voice of the
turtledove is heard in our land.