Monday, 9 May 2016

Sometimes I fear I am going mad with unimportance.

When this happens, I go to watch the river. The river doesn't flow because it is loved.

When this happens, I look at the stars. The stars do not shine because they are important.

And yet beauty is all around them.

Yet, I am not a river. I am not a star.

Be important today.

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