My Independence, My Lebanon

Wisdom

When the storm grows so dark that you can no longer find your path,

lift your eyes to the heavens.

For beyond the clouds, beyond the fury of the wind and rain,
there is always a sacred light—
quiet, unwavering, eternal—

waiting to guide your steps
through the darkness
and lead you safely home.

Some Secrets of Life!

When a flower is ready to bloom,
she seeks neither permission nor approval.

She does not ask the wind if she is worthy,
nor the garden if the time is right.
She simply unfolds her petals
to the calling written within her nature.

Her reward is not applause,
but the quiet beauty she offers to the world—
a beauty that, in time, becomes fruit,
and a fruit that carries nourishment, sweetness,
and joy for another soul.

Thus she blooms,
not for herself alone,
but as a gentle gift
to all who cross her path.