“I wish to be as patient as the sea. That waits for the tides to meet the sand again.”

Admire your sweet way of glowing; your passionate way of flowing.

Love is the dignity of existence, the harmony of life.

I threw it all away on a warming night of june, to live by the splendour of the sun, to hover by the virtues of the moon.

I wish to be as patient as the sea; that waits for the tides to meet the sand again.

The more you believe, the brighter you will shine.

Just like rainbows, you’re a plurality of colorful tones.

Why would I want a summertime love when I can have you in all the seasons?

You are brave, even though you are stitching the deep rips of your soul.

Even though your sensitivity feels like a curse, – it can be your greatest blessing too.

You’re a borderless being with infinite layers to unravel.

There’s nothing that shakes an indomitably free soul like yours.

Feelings have the answer for words we don’t know how to speak.

She is like water lily, because in the most hostile waters she blooms.

If you could only know, how many feelings fit inside me; the noise that lives in this stormy sea.

I’m the coffee shop kinda person; the kind who loved to live unless lives in doses of caffeine.

Storms can ruin gardens, but that doesn’t mean you won’t see flowers again.

Right now, there is a stronger, more vibrant, more inspired version of you that is wanting and waiting to emerge.

She trusted her inner strength with the colors of gratitude and patience.

I was patient but your love was never kind.

Greatness is not built in a rush, but with acre, patience and love.

When you’re not patient, you start complaining. And the fact that you’re complaining is a sign that you’re not grateful.

Have patience with all things, But, first of all with yourself.

Have patience to walk with short steps until you have wings to fly.

I’m terrible with patience.