“The Simple Path Silence is Prayer Prayer is Faith Faith is Love Love is Service The Fruit of Service is Peace” ― Mother Teresa

“A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.”

Seasons In The Sun Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall?. Surprises and joys?hidden in All?. A strange warmth, within the winter chills.. Oh, the bewitching pictures?of snow-clad hills ! A burst of colours?as the Spring flowers appear, Like rainbows on petals…here,there? and everywhere ! Energy and sunshine..?the Summer brings, A long vacation !.?among other things.! Autumn arrives..with its quiet charm? Leaves jump for joy?..and lie arm in arm.. Seasons come..and Seasons leave?. New visions to see?new dreams to weave !!

I saw the sun rise on the mountains high, Its pale light gleaming in the sky. Shining peaks with pearl white glow, And melting of snow with a sigh. I saw the sun set on the sea shore, Heard the sea?s various pirates? lore. Saw the ships sailing by, With the flag on mast and the captain at door. I saw various streams gurgling by, With stones and pebbles as their ally. Waiting to reach their ultimate goal, With no fear and ready to die. I saw the dunes: hot and dry, Heard the fiery reputation they occupy. Was out there in the scorching sun, Running after a mirage with a heart-rending cry. I saw the meadows on starry night, Walked under the moon in twilight. Saw the great bear on the pitch black sky, Tried to understand the dark when all was quite. I saw the rain soaking the field, Black dark clouds forming the guild. Saw the poor farmer?s smiling face, In hope of a very good yield. I saw everything in bloom and in decline, But I didn?t find the peace divine. At the very last I came back to my home, There I found peace and a place that is surely mine.

ƒσя υ ƒσя мαηу ℓινєѕ ι нανє ℓσσкє∂ ƒσя уσυ ιη єνєяу ƒα¢є ιη єνєя ρℓα¢є ιη єνєяу ∂яєαм ιη єνєяу ¢нσι¢є ¢αяяιє∂ υρση тнє ωιη∂ѕ σƒ тιмє ι’νє ¢αѕт тнιѕ ƒℓєѕн υρση ѕтσямѕ σƒ ∂єαтн тяαηѕρσятє∂ тσ ∂ιѕтαηт ѕнσяєѕ ¢αℓℓιηg уσυя ηαмє ωιтн єνєяу вяєαтн му ƒιяѕт тσ ℓαѕт ι’νє тняσωη муѕєℓƒ тσ тнє є∂gє αη∂ ρσιηт σƒ ѕωσя∂ѕ ∂єℓιяισυѕℓу вєℓιєνιηg тнєу ωєяє уσυя αямѕ αѕ уσυя ℓσνє ριєя¢є∂ му нєαят ι’νє ѕℓανє∂ ιη gяσυη∂ ωнєяє ∂яσρѕ σƒ му ѕωєαт αη∂ вℓσσ∂ ωєяє ρяαуєяѕ ѕєωη тσ ѕєє∂ αη∂ ѕρяσυт ƒєєℓιηgѕ ѕ¢αттєяє∂ ιη тнє ωιη∂ нσριηg υρση нσρє, тнєу ℓαη∂ ιη уσυя ƒιєℓ∂ ѕσмєтιмєѕ gℓιмρѕєѕ σƒ уσυя вєαυту αяє яєƒℓє¢тє∂ ιη α ραѕѕιηg gℓαη¢є σя ƒℓєєтιηg ѕмιℓє ѕєєη σηℓу ση¢є ιη α яαяє ωнιℓє єνєη ησω уσυя ƒяαgяαη¢є тєαѕєѕ мє αѕ ι ωαℓк ιη α gαя∂єη αмσηgѕт яσѕιє ƒℓσωєяѕ gяαѕριηg уσυ ιη му нαη∂ѕ ι αм вιттєη ву σηє σƒ уσυя тнσяηѕ уσυ му נєαℓσυѕ ℓσνєя