The Journey

Half the world is sleeping,

half the world's awake

half can hear their hearts bea

thalf just hear them break

I am but a traveler, in most every way

Ask me what you want...to know

What a journey it has been

And the end is not in sight

But the stars are out tonight

and they're bound to guide my way

When they're shining on my life

I can see a better day

I won't let the darkness in,

what a journey it has been.

I have been to sorrow

I have been to blissWhere

I'll be tomorrow,

I can only guess

Through the darkest desert

Through the deepest snow,

Forward always forward, I go..

What a journey it has been

and the end is not in sight

But the stars are out tonight

and they're bound to guide my way

When they're shining on my life

I can see a better day

I won't let the darkness in,

what a journey it has been...

Forward, always forward..

.Onward, always up...

Catching every drop of hope

In my empty cup

What a journey it has been

And the end is not in sight

But the stars are out tonight

and they're bound to guide my way

When they're shining on my life

I can see a better day

I won't let the darkness in,

what a journey it has been......

Lea Salonga…..

Limitless Sky.....

web post.....

Apple....................

The apple species Malus domestica in the rose family (Rosaceae) . It is one of the most widely cultivated tree fruits, and the most widely known of the many members of genus Malus that are used by humans.

The tree originated in Central Asia, where its wild ancestor is still found today. There are more than 7,500 known cultivars of apples, resulting in a range of desired characteristics. Cultivars vary in their yield and the ultimate size of the tree, even when grown on the same rootstock.

At least 55 million tons of apples were grown worldwide in 2005, with a

value of about $10 billion. China produced about 35% of this total.

The United States is the second-leading producer, with more than 7.5% of world production. Iran is third, followed by Turkey, Russia, Italy and India.

Trip to Koggala & Madolduwa- Tribute to Mr. Martin Wickramasinghe

Martin Wickramasinghe, is one of sri Lanka's greatest authors and interllectals.He started to write in his language, sinhala at the age of 13 yrs and continued to write in both sinhala and english until the age of 86 yrs.

Martin Wickramasinghe was born on the 29th of May in the year 1890 in the Southern village of Koggala, bounded on one side by the reef – fringed sea, and on the other by the large lake into which the numerous tributaries of the Koggala Oya drain.

the House in which he was born in Koggala ...........................

The landscapes of the sea, lake studded with little islands, the flora and fauna, the forested hinterland, and the changing patterns of life and culture of the people of the village were the background of his early years, that Martin Wickramasinghe later immortalized in his novels and short stories and autobiographical writings.


Martin Wickramasinghe died on the 23rd of July 1976. His works have been translated and published in English, Hindi, Tamil, Russian, Chinese, Romanian, Dutch, German, French and Japanese languages.

The Ocean ......thoughts

Listen to the Sun set

Passion of love...

dedicted to my loving father with lots of love

Dad

He never looks for praises
He's never one to boast
He just goes on quietly working
For those he loves the most
His dreams are seldom spoken
His wants are very few
And most of the time his worries
Will go unspoken too
He's there.... A firm foundation
Through all our storms of life
A sturdy hand to hold to
In times of stress and strife
A true friend we can turn to
When times are good or bad
One of our greatest blessings,
The man that we call Dad.



© Karen K. Boyer

Dedicated to my Mom with my love

I Love You Mom!

Mom's smiles can brighten any moment,
Mom's hugs put joy in all our days,
Mom's love will stay with us forever
and touch our lives in precious ways...
The values you've taught,
the care you've given,
and the wonderful love you've shown,
have enriched my life
in more ways than I can count.

I Love you Mom!

- Author Unknown

mama gena

ඉතින්,කෙටියෙන් කිවුවොත් mama අනු,පාලුවෙන් ගෙදරට වෙලා ඉන්නවෙලාවෙ සින්හලෙන් බ්ලොග් ලියන්න කියල දුන්න මගෙ cousin මල්ලිට මුලින්ම thank කරනව.කොහොම උනත් english වලින් ටිකක් ලියල තිබුනත් අපෙ භාශාවෙන් ලියන එක interesting කියල මට හිතෙන්නෙ.