April 30, 2021
Through eyes of lust is the world viewed
Selfish intentions to get what is needed to survive
Thinking only of one’s own interests and
How can I make this pain go away?
This deep suffering,
“You hurt me!”
How can I forgive you?
How can I see in you the very same Self in me
Wanting to love and be loved
Wanting to know
Life is meaningful and worth the effort to be alive?
For all of its mishaps and blunders
Stumbles and falls…
There is a secret deep within the soul if we are willing to put aside injuries and blame;
Willing to see what is already there
What has always been there
Waiting to be seen with loving eyes wide open
Washed clean in a flood of tears
That threatens to destroy
This bridge between
You and me...
In my pocket I hold onto
A silken thread
As durable as hope and as
Beautiful as life itself.
–NZain🌷
Growing Up... 
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Well I must say you have made me smile and laugh. Nice to meet you too, Nick. Do you have a blog site?
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Thank you, Nick for the invitation—but I must respectfully decline. Please do visit my blog and say hello anytime. God bless. 🙏🏻
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Hi Nick, I am a nice person, thank you. And you don’t take no for an answer. May I ask you, what is your first language? I am guessing it’s not English? Where are you from?
Thank you for visiting. Have a great day and God bless. 🙂
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So very beautiful Nina!😀🖐😻
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Always handy to keep some thread with you. 😊🖐😺
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So true, although I would probably get myself tangled up with it.😀🖐😸
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So beautiful Nina 💖🤗
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Thank you, Ashok.😊
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My pleasure Nina 😊
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What a beautiful thought! Holding on to hope as a silken thread in our pocket. 🥰💜💕😍🪡🧵🩳
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Silk threads are strong and beautiful.
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Just like my friend. 🙂
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Takes one to know one 😉
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