A few days ago,
exactly two days ago I wrote about spiritual wealth, ah two day pass without
writing it seems there is something missing in this, I do not know what this
writing useful or not for others, I do not know I do not know.
Now the most
important thing for me, no other is I just want to express themselves through
writing, the writing off useful or not, my writing flows so it just do not
offend, sara, and race.
Huh .. as usual I
sat in front of a laptop while enjoying the solitude, occasionally paused to
gather my inspiration is there, sometimes I also view a my scholar photos
graduation that was held several years ago.
Fingers pick out
letter by letter for a couple of words in written form, typing again, silent
again, typing again, silent again, again again and again, keep it like that.
Inspiration comes
from anywhere and at any time, for example, yesterday, all-holy Allah Subhanallah who has created the perfect state of its inhabitants. "It's
beautiful, beautiful, gorgeous Subhan Allah, my God" I said to myself.
As a normal man,
of course it's charm was convinced in my heart, "his innocence, long and
curly hair neat, her face glowing shade". I said to myself, and with
curiosity.
Just
mention her name p, yes ... yes p, charming girl, so far I have
never found a woman who fascinates him apart. "Women are beautiful face is
a lot but not necessarily dazzle". I say to convince the heart.
Innerbeauty and
aura lifted from his heart through it look soft, do not want to feel the eyes and
the mind is detached from the figure, a figure that struck me then was
fascinated, even to this day, this hour, today, still feels tacky charm close
eye face, the face is not just a pretty face are exposed, but more than that,
innerbeauty emitted a great inspiration to me pour it textually.
This sincere I
never found before, "my God what's wrong with me?!, Recall continues, on
and on". I wondered, might just "fall in love", fall in love,,
this really fall in love ...
