Remember: the thing we fear much we carry in us...blood

When you become a raindrop in your mind Thunder is the closest friend you may find Wind lashed trees, dark clouds, lightning or the dust Everything you will bear once you adjust

When sadness knows the reason of tears, heart prepares to carry the ache for years

One sin leads to anotherBrother kills brother When time: all spareThe burden of war Who wants to bear Cowards what we are!

A gift can never be cheap or insignificant because of the heart and love it carries.