... It 's true that the woman is the heart the life of a man, not only because it was conceived within her , we lived in harmony for nine months, was fed with milk infused with love.
But it's like giving birth to this' man, she had held within itself a part of him as a missing piece of a puzzle, that man is looking life. Only in finding that piece, joining his wife, the man finds happiness and peace of mind ... Every man
wanders through the maze of life, always looking for that missing piece in a perpetual crisis and withdrawal of a nostalgic perpetual paradise. Some think of repurchase
looking for a woman in the image of their mother. Many go through life without ever finding him, so many find him to lose it again in stormy weather.
Few know, find it, recognize it and treasure it forever. But perhaps this is the destiny of man: the constant search nostalgic of a lost paradise, a happiness that we seek, because inside of us is left with the flavor , because somewhere we have already tasted. Nobody sets out in search for a lifetime of something, if it has not already anticipate. But where?
by Neyla
of Kossi Komla - Ebri
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