<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=361498" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Silken Cloth</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes we look but cannot see <br>the beauty there before us. <br>Sometimes we let go of something <br>we should have hung onto. <br>This happens all the time <br>concerning matters of the heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes our head rules our heart <br>and something wonderful is lost. <br>In the years that follow, <br>we live with our regret <br>of not following our heart <br>instead of following our head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We reflect in our memories <br>making up what might have been, <br>when it is too late for us <br>to turn back the clock. <br>Always wondering what would have happened<br>if we had followed our heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We cannot foresee the future <br>and our destiny is always shrouded<br> within a silken cloth. <br>We can only go where <br>our future plans to lead us, <br>and our destiny is written.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our what ifs and wonderings <br>are just fragments of our dreams. <br>Reality is where we live <br>and our time is mapped out <br>in a future shrouded <br>within a silken cloth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">26 September 2011</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=361498" data-title="A Silken Cloth de David Harris" data-description="Sometimes we look but cannot see the beauty there before us. Sometimes we let go of something we should have hung onto. This happens all the time concerning matters of the heart. Sometimes our head rules our heart and something wonderful is..."></div> </div> </div>

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