Photo

tu siantar tu sipirok #padang panjang #fortdekock sai selamat ma sisimatupang on..
0 notes
Photo

we are for each other; then laugh, leaning back in my arms for life is not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
#40days#e. e. cumminngs#danaulinow
1 note
·
View note
Text
Be Still, My Soul
by Catharina von Schlegel, 1697-? Translated by Jane Borthwick, 1813-1897
1. Be still, my soul; the Lord is on thy side; Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain; Leave to thy God to order and provide; In every change He faithful will remain. Be still, my soul; thy best, thy heavenly, Friend Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.
2. Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake To guide the future as He has the past. Thy hope, thy confidence, let nothing shake; All now mysterious shall be bright at last. Be still, my soul; the waves and winds still know His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.
3. Be still, my soul, though dearest friends depart And all is darkened in the vale of tears; Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart, Who comes to soothe thy sorrows and thy fears. Be still, my soul; thy Jesus can repay From His own fulness all He takes away.
4. Be still, my soul; the hour is hastening on When we shall be forever with the Lord, When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone, Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored. Be still, my soul; when change and tears are past, All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last, papa. Rest in peace...
June 27, 2014
0 notes
Photo

Schloss Darfeld, Germany (by HPollmeier)
2K notes
·
View notes
Photo

Alcala del Jucar, Spain (by Pepe Palao)
1K notes
·
View notes
Quote
And then she told herself, “Stop being so weak. Grow up and get over it.” and then she never felt anything again.
(via modelissue)
392K notes
·
View notes
Quote
The saddest people I’ve ever met in life are the ones who don’t care deeply about anything at all. Passion and satisfaction go hand in hand, and without them, any happiness is only temporary, because there’s nothing to make it last.
Nicholas Sparks, Dear John (via observando)
3K notes
·
View notes
Photo

"What is the soul? What color is it? I suspected my soul, being mischievous, might slip away while I was dreaming and fail to return. I did my best not to fall asleep, to keep it inside of me where it belonged."
—from Just KIds by Patti Smith
31 notes
·
View notes
Photo

Torri del Benaco, Italy (by Mathias Liebing)
4K notes
·
View notes