Drop a coin on the ground.The wind will carry it and lay it at the feet of a destitute whose pride kept him from begging compassion. Trust the wind , he’s the god ‘s servant.
Thank the lemon tree or the apple tree in your yard . Over years ,she has shielded you from the ablaze locks of sun and given you the most delicious fruits .Like women ,trees love to be appreciated .
Pray for your teachers whenever you read a book .Without them we would have been trapped in the abyss of merciless ignorance.They’re honored by god,don’t disgrace them, for they’re messengers in disguise.
Don’t hurt the one who loves you but you don’t love.They are the lighthouse when your ship is at loss.They can find you when no one else can.
Written by arabian roses