And when your world is feeling so low,
Think of a few things written below.
For each life lived, there is a yin and a yang,
And for each moon that’s cried, a sun has sang.
As storm clouds roll, natures fireworks show,
In muddy water, a lotus flower will grow,
After the hardest climb, you will see the best views,
And try to climb sometimes, in another ones shoes.
When darkness descends, the stars start to twinkle,
And for each new wisdom, maybe one more wrinkle.
Behind each grey cloud, the sun still shines
After a volcanic diatreme, come the diamond mines
In the depths of the ocean, a coral garden blooms,
Venus’s jealousy stained the lilys perfumes.
Inside a rust mound precious gold appears
And a deep freeze will bring snowflake tears.
It’s a yoyo life, with darkness and light,
Through each short day and each long night,
Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 4:31 AM UTC
And when your world is feeling so low,
Think of a few things written below.
For each life lived, there is a yin and a yang,
And for each moon that’s cried, a sun has sang.
As storm clouds roll, natures fireworks show,
In muddy water, a lotus flower will grow,
After the hardest climb, you will see the best views,
And try to climb sometimes, in another ones shoes.
When darkness descends, the stars start to twinkle,
And for each new wisdom, maybe one more wrinkle.
Behind each grey cloud, the sun still shines
After a volcanic diatreme, come the diamond mines
In the depths of the ocean, a coral garden blooms,
Venus’s jealousy stained the lilys perfumes.
Inside a rust mound precious gold appears
And a deep freeze will bring snowflake tears.
It’s a yoyo life, with darkness and light,
Through each short day and each long night,
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