Sometimes clouds suddenly float into our lives and cause us to stop singing.
But then, just as suddenly, the sky clears, our world looks bright,
and our hearts begin to sing again.
The secret, I think, is to be able to sing through the rain.
Images: Sorrento and the Amalfi Drive, Italy by Isabella Rose.
“All rivers, even the most dazzling, those that catch the sun in their course,
go down to the ocean and drown.
And life awaits man as the sea awaits the river.”
Images: Sailing out of Venice Lagoon at Sunset by Isabella Rose