O verbo amar, não se devia conjugar no passado nem futuro.
AMO,
AMAS,
AMA,
AMAMOS,
AMAIS,
AMAM.
AMOR é sempre presente, é sempre um presente, É CONNOSCO.
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"Só quando se muda a mentalidade das pessoas se pode reclamar a vitória no esforço de trazer paz e harmonia à humanidade. E isso só acontecerá quando a humanidade perceber que o seu problema não é um problema militar, não é um problema político e não é um problema económico. O problema com que se defronta hoje a humanidade é um problema espiritual."
Do livro "O Deus de Amanhã", Neale Donald Walsch, Pag. 217
Acerca de mim
Quem sou eu?
Eu sou a gota de água no oceano.
Eu sou a onda que se quebra na praia.
Eu sou aquele onde as outras pessoas se encontram com elas próprias.
Eu sou Caminho.
Eu sou Verdade.
Eu sou Vida.
Eu sou a onda que se quebra na praia.
Eu sou aquele onde as outras pessoas se encontram com elas próprias.
Eu sou Caminho.
Eu sou Verdade.
Eu sou Vida.
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If life is a river and your heart is a boat
And just like a water baby, baby born to float
And if life is a wild wind that blows way on high
Then your heart is Amelia dying to fly
Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
And if life is a bar room in which we must wait'
Round the man with his fingers on the ivory gates
Where we sing until dawn of our fears and our fates
And we stack all the deadmen in self addressed crates
In your eyes faint as the singing of a lark
That somehow this black night
Feels warmer for the spark
Warmer for the spark
To hold us 'til the day
When fear will lose its grip
And heaven has its way
Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
If your life is a rough bed of brambles and nails
And your spirit's a slave to man's whips and man's jails
Where you thirst and you hunger for justice and right
Then your heart is a pure flame of man's constant night
In your eyes faint as the singing of a lark
That somehow this black night
Feels warmer for the sparkWarmer for the spark
To hold us 'til the day when fear will lose its grip
And heaven has its wayAnd heaven has its way
When all will harmonise
And know what's in our hearts
The dream will realise
Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
And just like a water baby, baby born to float
And if life is a wild wind that blows way on high
Then your heart is Amelia dying to fly
Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
And if life is a bar room in which we must wait'
Round the man with his fingers on the ivory gates
Where we sing until dawn of our fears and our fates
And we stack all the deadmen in self addressed crates
In your eyes faint as the singing of a lark
That somehow this black night
Feels warmer for the spark
Warmer for the spark
To hold us 'til the day
When fear will lose its grip
And heaven has its way
Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
If your life is a rough bed of brambles and nails
And your spirit's a slave to man's whips and man's jails
Where you thirst and you hunger for justice and right
Then your heart is a pure flame of man's constant night
In your eyes faint as the singing of a lark
That somehow this black night
Feels warmer for the sparkWarmer for the spark
To hold us 'til the day when fear will lose its grip
And heaven has its wayAnd heaven has its way
When all will harmonise
And know what's in our hearts
The dream will realise
Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
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3 comentários:
Amo-te
fantastico post...
simples, mas soberbo...
Aprovadisso. Sem amor não há vida, não há alma.
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