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What Love is!

Love can sway, forever move a heart; love, can make tears fall. Love resounds, in the night love is a song. Many dream about it, some can’t stop daydreaming because of it. So many say, they feel it; many say no how, no way; I don’t believe in it. But, that will never change; that love will always exist. Love can be seen, when a heart is being touched. Some hearts can’t even seem to stop it, when it comes to steal. Every breath, love knows how to take it. Then comes the chase, the relentless pursuit. Not to take back what was stolen, but render to love your soul. Love is meant to be true, love is meant to be forever. Love is meant to be a light, shining so bright; that you can’t even hide it. Love gives strength, it gives a feeling of peace. In love, hope is found, with love therein lies the sense in being; purposed. Love is created, love is pure. Love is graceful, love is faithful; love is meant to be called a friend. Love is in a color, love shines in the darkest hour. Love is so Bold, wanting to become your whole world. Love is a protector, love is a collector. Memories, love will seal them forever within the heart. Love is beautiful, love is wonderful; love is the wonder, the beauty full with such heavenly delight!

Love is a desire, love is an experience; love is a passion. Love is in a name, love is an embodiment. Love is so deep, overwhelming just trying to fathom the depth… of an ocean. Love knows deeply, when the love given is freely. Love takes time, love doesn’t truly mind; to shimmer endlessly. Love thinks, love doesn’t need to blink; when asked to look deep within. With love, you can read between the lines. For when push comes to shove, true love will be to the end of time. Love climbs mountains, love is not scared of shadows. Love is a fighter, love is an overcomer; love has no rival. Love has true faith, love is the truest giver. Love, can be seen in a million different ways; but a heart indifferent will never understand, how two hearts can become one… heartbeat? Love is given breath, but a heart is needed; for the love to truly breathe, become breathtaking. Love is living, love is breathing; love is freeing, in the being. Love captures the searching heart, leaves vulnerable a trusting soul. But yet, can make you feel so deeply loved; when breathless is the place, you desire to never leave!

Love is a word, but sometimes can’t be put into words; not always so easily defined. Sometimes hard to be found, but can so easily be found lost. Love comes, love is, forever will be. So many love the sun, so many love the moon. So therefore, why should love ever be eclipsed… by the day; when the moment didn’t change the status, of the sun and the moon? For when true love finds you, your heart has nowhere to hide. Love is more than a kiss, love is not less than what it might miss. Love is not a chore, love will never keep score. Love builds up, love can be built on; for love is a foundation. Love can never be taken, love is given. Love is trusting, giving it to someone; hoping the love will be dearly cherished? Love thee, loving so free; love the heart, that without an undisclosed fee. What love is, what every heart truly needs to know. Love has substance, but not truly substantive. Until it truly goes through something, the breadth of God’s love. What Love Is, God! In wanting to know, What love is? You showed me, what my soul needed… to forever know!

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When Pen…

Your love, has such a way with my heart. Your love gives my heart the ability, to express what was buried deep within. It might seem, my heart has a way with words; but it’s not so. My heart is just the pen, Your love the ink. A crimson love, what flows endlessly. Words, captured by the heart; stirred up deep within. But first, my heart had to learn how to deal; with a wayward mind. So my soul could know how to pour out the love, within a heart… moved by words. When pen meets paper, love will forever be the story. A heart trying to write down, every single drop of the love. Within every stroke, love illuminated through words. Undeniable, the love never having to be questioned. Intentional, evident when the love resonates. My heart doesn’t need a ruler, straight and to the point; how depth of love is measured. I won’t to tip toe, around my insecurities. There’s nothing impressive in the writing, it’s the love that makes the story breathe; through a love deeply felt. A heart speechless, letting the love speak; through each word!

How deep is this love, the length, height, and breadth; beyond simple words. My heart watches in true amazement, how fear is just shadows; that doesn’t cast a single doubt. There’s vulnerability, in being broken. But love can never truly flow deeply, if the unknown is what becomes the focus. Forever changed, a heart and soul gelled within, love divine. Stop my heart, let Your love be the only thing; that moves my soul. Let the love within overflow, a heart sharing a thousand stories. Expand my heart, contract my soul; let every moment be breathless. Let every breath within my lungs, be a heart captivated by the overwhelming breadth. In my heart there’s life, Your love is what flows. If You were to ever remove the love, my heart would surely have nothing; worth writing about. As long as You live deep within, the love will never end. Every time when Pen, meets paper; may it be undeniably clear, the love… is You!

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What I Owe!

Every breath, I owe You my life. You weren’t under any obligation, my debit You paid. The love You showed, why You’ve won my heart. Your love, the open invitation; make my heart, Your forever home. When darkness was the prison, grace was the key. Your love the light, shining on me. Independence, the day; Your love validated my worth. My heart, will never withdraw; let Your love be, the only redeemer. My soul made a vow, to press into You. No retreat, the value; in the surrendered. Your love painted the perfect picture, but only in the drawing closer. Can a heart truly see what was in the creation. A soul was created, to reflect the true color of love. The heart a masterpiece, painted by a deep crimson love. My heart became indebted, freedom was in a name. I don’t ever want to be in the black, knee deep in the red; under the canopy of love. Even if I don’t see it, love is… working. Building me up, moving; underneath every breath. Redeeming, that’s the quality. Profitable, what this love is. Faithful, what You are. Excess love, ever increasing; when my heart learned how to trust. My fundamental commitment, no emotional withdrawals, and never doubt the love!

Your heart, doesn’t owe me anything; but Your love gives everything, my heart will ever need. Thank You, for letting my heart borrow against Your love. When it was a soul, deep in… borrowed time. Again and again, whenever my heart needed a friend; Your love never denied me… anything. How can I ever repay, when the cost was so great? The price paid, the debt forever forgiven. You made the sacrifice, so my soul could truly be free… to thrive. Kindness, the undisputed currency. So much greater, than silver and gold. What I Owe, can never be repaid. Give me forever, to show a truly grateful heart. Like sand through an hourglass, time will fade. But not the moments, my heart, and Your love… gets to cherish. At the end of days, it’s a higher return; when the reciprocal, begets the return. The love, all my heart. All the passion within, all the accumulated desire; what I give back. A heart once bankrupt, now redeemed by a choice made. A soul now in a place, positioned to go; from glory to glory. A heart in a place, where love is forever found, and mercy reigns. Tic, Tac, Whoo. Your love has positioned my heart, to forever be on the winning side… of greatness!

What I Owe, that my soul can define. But, my heart can’t seem to find the words; to make this be easily explained. It’s a conundrum, my soul calls this love a treasure. But my heart, knows it as such a priceless love; both equally true. I had options; invest, or live wild… but free? But my soul, didn’t want to miss out. It’s not about a prosperous future, but knowing the true… predestined destiny. My heart in a place, where fear has become absolutely powerless; in the here, and now. Within a river so deep, and so wide; within the endless overflow. Where you’re filled, with so much peace; hope forever found. Finding an overwhelming love again and again, and the depth untold. To know the breadth, and experience what it is. Where death has no hold, through an inherited release. Only, if my soul could truly put it into words? Truly come up with just one thing, to explain what my heart is struggling to articulate? Oh, that would be Amazing. So, where did I meet this extraordinary love; At the Cross. And, What I Owe, Everything… I am!

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I Can’t!

• Right up front I will let you know, this is a bit longer than usual. A part of the story, that was laid on my heart this week; to write and share. May it be a blessing, may it move you… closer to His heart!

For as far back as my heart can remember, I can see how God’s love; has been my refuge. Before my heart knew how to breathe, He was already my breath. Whenever my soul wanted to hide from the world, Hide and Seek; what the heart within a silent river, played day after day. My heart knew how to be quiet, but my soul restless; not yet knowing the stillness. But God, His love always knew; exactly where to find my heart. When my soul started the seeking; His love, what my heart found… every time. The heart of a child, didn’t yet know how to truly feel; but my soul, within an embrace. Why my heart can say, without any hesitation; I Can’t… do anything on my own. Every day is a fight, but never a struggle… for my heart. Even when my heart didn’t yet understand, my soul knew a long time ago; who I am, and who is the breadth. My heart can breathe, but I Can’t… take a breath; if not through His love!

He says I can do all things, but I know; only if His love… is what moves me. He says I’m a conqueror, but I couldn’t win a single battle; in my own strength. I can tell ten thousand stories, in my own words, but I still wouldn’t be able to move a single heart. If His love wasn’t the breath, breathing through each verse. I could repeat a thousand times; I think I can, I think I can. We can say all the right words, but it takes faith to believe… you can. When I stumble, I don’t have to worry about the fall. He died, so His love can show a heart… how to rise again. So many think, that I am so strong; but I tell you the truth. I would be truly weak, if His love wasn’t the power… that moves within. What can ever compare, to the greatest love; a heart will ever know?

Let me share with you, why iWirte. Why my heart is just the pen, His love forever the ink. About ten years ago, I had a moment, an encounter; a shift within my heart and soul. I was a Christian for twenty four years, doing everything asked of my heart. Head down, heart wide open; but the journey. One faithful step forward, only to see all the footprints; get washed away. A heart devastated, just like that little boy; a heart feeling so alone. But God, He took my heart; back through the pages of my life. To show, to reveal to my heart; the times when His love… never left me. That it was His love pulling me through, from what should have broken my spirit. You see, my praying grandmother made sure from I could walk; that God’s love, would be a part of my life. Even though He had a hold of my soul, I didn’t give Him my heart; until the age of fifteen. After giving my heart, the focused was just one thing; His love. My heart was so in love, but why not. Unbeknownst to the heart of a child, God was loving on my soul… for fifteen years!

I don’t believe in fairy tales, I trust in God. There is truly nothing in the world, I want, there’s nothing my heart will ever need; than this love. The search for love was over, the very moment I could clearly see. There’s a captivating love story, written on my heart. Why my soul no longer needs to hide, because my heart will forever seek. I Can’t, I Couldn’t, I Won’t, I Don’t… want to breathe, or even take a breath. If this love, is not what moves my heart. A textbook introvert, gave his heart. To receive sight, through an awoken soul. This love will always have my heart, for when I needed it the most; His love hovered. Creating within my soul, a deeper meaning to love. I Can’t do nothing; But, God Can… do it all. Joy, Hope, Peace, Strength; a Refuge. I Can’t even take credit, for who I am. His Story, His Voice; my heart; but His Love… within. Father, everything my soul has ever searched for, found complete… in You!

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Forever; The Dance!

Forever, what it seems like. Your love, my heart; this dance. As a child, I couldn’t yet recognize; it was an unfamiliar lyric. But even though my heart wasn’t familiar with the rhythm; Your love, was the song. The Lover of my soul, what You are. My first love, the ever last; the best love my heart has ever known. The love that stills, is the love that moves; soulfully. A slow waltz, a sweet lullaby; how Your love, won the heart of a babe. A heart trying to know love, a heart needing to understand true love. It was in the quietness, alone within the stillness of my soul; where my heart was held close!

But then, there was the coming of age; a boy to a teen. A heart held within an embrace, the slow waltz; turned into a slow dance. A heart beginning to know love, a love slowly breaking down the walls. There came a day, the day I invited You in; to dance forever. Young love, a teenage heart; but it was total surrender. Oh, Lord; You, me. A heart wide open, forever exposed. It seems like just yesterday, the summer of 2019; marks thirty four years. Your love, my heart; embraced in a forever dance. A heart learning how to trust, a soul now knowing what it truly is to be loved. Unconditionally, within a forever embrace. A heart forever moved, by the rhythm of Your love; dance with me!

But then, the lover of my soul; introduced my heart to another. A love so real, a dance partner to share the dance. How unselfish, how utterly thoughtful; to let my heart dance with another. It wasn’t a tap out, but a tap in… to a master plan. How two hearts become whole, through a slow dance; through a lifetime commitment. Oh turn the music up, this is my jam; You Are My Lady, dance with me. Oh girl, I see it in your eyes; your love dances, forever with my heart. Sweet lady, the lover of my soul; wants our love to dance, into forevermore. That love will always be first, the one true love; my heart has ever known. So Milady, are you truly willing; to be a part of this dance, share this heart of mine?

Lady, put your heart forever into my hands; and dance with me. I promise, this love will never be; just a song and dance, this love is forever. Let my love, play throughout your hearts and soul; ALWAYS, our forever song. God’s love is the candlelight, our hearts forever the flame. If we fan the flame, His love will light up our heart; to forever bask in the Afterglow. Lord, whenever I get lost for words, Your love doesn’t even have to say a word. Take me by the heart, dance with me forever. Let the world disappear, all I need to see; just Your heart. Words can’t even begin to express the feelings, this slow dance; this forever embrace!

Real Love, falling in love every time our hearts meet; the hold, that just won’t let go. A presence that leaves a heart breathless, forever swept away. Lord, lady; what we have here, it’s all I truly need, to know I’m loved. Small still whispers, how this love began. I will forever hold tight, Your love; I keep it close to my heart. During the business of my mind, my heart will always take moments to reflect. Lord, a quiet stroll through Your heart; how I get to in Your love. Every day, the dawn of every morning; it’s another embrace. A kiss upon my heart, then out into our Forever; The Dance, within my heart!

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When You, Feel the Reign!

Whenever the tears, whenever the rain falls down. May your heart know, how to sing through the rain. Behind every clouded moment, therein lies an enlightened perspective. Every season has its moments, every moment another season. For your heart to know whether, your soul can still see what becomes beauty… after every rain. Even when the day, is overcast by shadows of doubt. Don’t, let your heart fear the darkened moments, Let your soul embrace, what comes at every dawn. Love for the Son, what shows a soul the brightest morning ever. So sing, let your heart sing in every rain; oh, happy day. Let whatever may come, renew your faith in what shall be. Another day, for your heart to once again whether. Know blessed, because your soul is moved by the breadth. Let the joy wash away, what may linger. Hope found within the midst, becomes courage to face may be. When the rain falls, let the love be an umbrella; when your heart feels vulnerable, to what seems the coming storm. When the day brings with it a bitter cold, let the Comforter be; the blanket of love, knowing true warmth. When the day comes, to blow your mind like a brisk autumn breeze. Let your soul see, how much color there is in the love. Watch as it shimmer, so beautifully in, and around your heart. For the beauty of the Son shines, when you let it be the light; that shines the brightest, in every season. Let it be the rock, let the love be heard… as the sweetest lullaby. So, whenever your heart feels the tears fall. May your soul only know when, you feel the Reign!

“Let your heart be always guided by the peace of the Anointed One, who called you to peace as part of his one body. And always be thankful. Let the word of Christ live in you richly, flooding you with all wisdom. Apply the Scriptures as you teach and instruct one another with the Psalms, and with festive praises, and with prophetic songs given to you spontaneously by the Spirit, so sing to God with all your hearts!” Colossians 3:15-16 TPT

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A Story; Reminisce!

Special Lady, l vividly remember, the moment; the day your love bumped into my heart. You boldly stepped to me, and stunningly; my heart never backed off. That was the day girl, your love and my heart; started an intense tango, the dance of a lifetime. Girl, when we met; you were a true Tomboy at heart. A jungle gym, had nothing on you. Our love playground, two hearts still waiting to exhale. Fly girl, you definitely showed me your moves. The sweet dance of a butterfly, trying to catch a tiger by the tail. This serious Kat, wasn’t always having that. A gentleman, you can trust and believe that. Every day, a tip the hat. Sugarplum, honey bun; loving you, will never be dumb. Forever, kicking it; together until, every breath is done. Even when, I catch a glimpse of how you roll, with those ebony eyes. Sometimes, there’s a hit and miss. Life’s not a forever bliss, but why should that stop a heart… to Reminisce!

Woman, so beautifully you befriended my heart. Profound became the sound, when bended knee hit the ground. Caribbean Queen, nuff respect do; to Fi Mi Island Girl. Pop the collar, sometimes living off the cuff. Marriage is Tuff, but encompassed by such wonderful stuff. Milady, your love came from royalty. A heart forever crowned, with pieces my heart. Nothing has changed, you still don’t have to be scared; to keep my love close to your heart. Girl, you still have the key. Woman, bat those eyes. I still don’t mind, the sometimes drive me crazy down this road… life. Love, forever the give, and the take. Hearts with true elasticity, are tested to know the love will truly last. Woman, you had me from the start of our slow jam. The moment my heart looked, into a grace-filled soul; an angel in disguise. Rockabye, my heart won’t you baby; your love’s still such a rock, sweet lady. A Rock, a reflection of the bright Star. Thirsty plus year, gives a heart much to reflect on; to Reminisce!

A forever stroll, down memory lane. Sometimes, a tip toeing through the dandelion. Sometimes, we found the violets swaying… to the blues. To smell the sweet scent of a rose, a heart has to know how to embrace. The recollections of what has already passed, to truly appreciate, what’s still to come. So, whisper in my ear, don’t hesitate to let my heart know; what your heart still needs it to hear. Just whisper it softly, unless you’re deliberately trying to blow my mind. Just know this, you will never get your heart back. Like I told you then, your heart will be my forever. Even when, the days are forecasted to be a bit dark. I will still see your heart, filled with a love always shining. A thousand years from now, I know what my heart will surely be doing. Sharing another Story, and Reminisce!

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Comforter!

In a world so cold, Your love’s such an overwhelming blanket of warmth. Faith in You, the faithful protection. Within Your love, where a soul always finds the perfect peace. Every heart, needs to know the true Comforter. Especially when, the darkest days, brings with it an even bitter cold. Beyond understanding, a soul can know a love so profound. Underneath every breath, a heart can find such unbelievable Joy. A soul at rest, in deep, deep place. A place where, the love has become so embedded. The lingering feeling, moving beneath the surface. Pressing deep against the heart, the love pressed up against the longing soul. The love becoming deeply, with every breathtaking awe. So much love, breathlessness becomes every day, and every night. A heart captivated, within the loving embrace. A soul experiencing, what it truly is to get to know; the true length, width, breadth. The love, and the heart; being knitted together. So many layers of love, so how can a heart truly not… be so overwhelmed? With such a proven friend, and a love so proven; to be such an undeniable Comfort. Through the years, through every moment in time. Being completely within the love, where every soul should forever want to be. To such giving, to know forever covered. To know the truest rest, the most Amazing peace. To know a true awaken, there has to a true enlightenment. A heart and soul going deeper, lost forever in the depth of the heavenly. The Awesome love, found in the Comforter!

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Time; the Understanding!

Dearest time, today we agreed to meet; but it seemed, our timing must have been off. Waiting for the right time, can be the day; leaving you so wound up, a heart feeling ticked off. An action, which is so counterintuitive. Sometimes, we chase to find the perfect time. While forgetting to appreciate, every precious moment; the time we have right now. When minutes cannot be found, we have to embrace; what adds up within each second. Time, when we take our eyes off you; that time is a moment simply gone. Make it a habit to be on time, and time managed will be therefore favorable. Punctuality is time honored, for time never stands still for anyone. You can believe, time is on your side. But, time will always be neutral; will never show any favoritism. We can be faithful, be precise with our time. Every day, we all get the same amount of time. It’s only the years, that’s beholden to the appointed time. Our predetermined destiny, with the end of time. Why we have to always give thanks, for the time we have. A heart, the string. On time, the thing; that moves on. Let no regret, be the time past thing; questioning now everything. Every day, there’s the push, and the pull. Sometimes the up, the down. The hand removed, hours through the sands of time!

Killing time, the proverbial; but yet just a rhetorical. Why try to kill, what’s not in your control, and such a precious thing. That’s when, time will call you a fool. Death is the place, where time will surely be waiting. Thinking, time is on your side. Only to find, time has no respect for you, me. So many think, they can buy time. Time is a destiny, time reached is the destination. Tomorrow is in the peripheral, but what you have in yours today; the moment you get to take hold of. It’s not about the time of your life, but the time you invested; into making it a life clocked wisely lived. Sometimes, we have to hold on to the day, let go of the past, and take the time to just breathe. Time changes, every season never the same. Sometimes, it’s a long time, a short time; but time will heal. We have to just have to, give it time. It doesn’t matter, how hard anyone tries. Even the most perfect timing, becomes another meaningless pursuit to meet time. For there will surely be another shift, taking place in time. You can’t stop time, but you can keep it from slipping away. Whenever it seems, you’re stuck in another moment in time? Be thankful, that it’s another moment in your heart to know; this moment in time!

Father of time, oh how can hearts; not come to see? That when the moment becomes unprecedented, hope is found when truth becomes understood. The true meaning within time, knowing what’s revealed within two outstretched hands. Show us how, to value every second we have breath. Minutes past, but in every day; with every time spent, may we learn how to breathe easy. May we truly understand, what fills the time. Doesn’t have to be what, gets to monopolizes our full attention. For the only time we have, what each new breath will allow!

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Fun Friday; Kicking It!

Laid back, a soul trying to know the true breadth. Every day, a heart kicking it with You. Forever, going to rock it like this. Rock away, the funk; grooving within the loving embrace. It doesn’t matter, how well I know to rhyme; if the love doesn’t flow, every time. Any heart can keep a rhythm, but the soul needs to know the time. I’m going to walk it, the same way I talk it. The Walk, the Man; back in the 80’s, when this boy met the Man. I’m an 80’s teen, trying to be so fresh, and so clean clean… shaven. Glory bound, to heaven. I’m not ashamed, to forever kick it like this. For I will never Diss, living this Bliss. Rocking to love, means whenever you get a Diss; you let the come back be this. Words, that feels more like a loving Kiss. Get on the love train, This; please don’t let your heart Miss. Love, how I’m able to rock it like this. Bad vibes, will never ever be in this place; heart and soul. Kicking back, long gone are the days of 8-Tack. It can’t be summed up, with just having Swag; it will never be just an Hashtag. True love needs to be, where you forever plant your Flag. The right Vernacular, shows how love can be truly Spectacular!

True love, about keeping it real, no matter how you feel. Good vibes, showing the real deal; rhythmically in tune heartstrings. Every day, kick it like that. Tip the Hat, never let the love go Flat. Rat-ta-tat-tat, take it from this Serious Kat. There’s no topping, absolutely no stopping. The resounding beat of love, that keeps the head bopping. The soul rocking, the heart jumping. Love, not lived by the Hype; the love looking like a Type… O. Love is not lived Frantic, the love truly Authentic. Kick it like this; let the heart groove, to the good vibration. The love moved, by the sweet sensation. Rocking it, to the right rhythm; takes work, and time. Even though True, you can’t avoid the occasional singing the blues. Don’t dwell on negative thoughts, just the heartfelt positive vibes. Love, truly a distinctive feeling. Sensed true when, it’s not just about what you say; but what the actions can convey, and what becomes the sway. A good lasting vibe, about setting the right atmosphere. By turning down all the amped up emotions, to let the mood be a soothing time; hearts in twine. A heart kicking it, and the soul loving it. Love, the lyrical spoken rhyme; coming through this heart of mine. A heart Kicking it, a soul feeling so; Laid back!

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Constant!

Whenever you get lost, trying to navigate your heart through the fog; take heart! The journey through love, have a way of causing a Constant pain. The love feelings so real, but you just can’t tell if what you see is true? So many hearts, get involved with playing a strategic head to head chess game. You can have the best moves, and the strategy not be impressive. The love not truly impressed, embedded deep within. Love will forever be about the authenticity, of the tool found within… the chest. You can think, you’re well positioned in life. Yet forget that you have to position your heart, to be in the long game. For always, to truly become forever attained, you start with the end in mind. Love will always give a heart, Constant reminders. Alarm bells going off, only for a soul to Constantly hit the Snooze; wonder why you Lose… in love. Even though, every heartbeat knows the definition of Constant. The love has to be defined as Consistent, faithful, always, forever. Don’t lose heart, when love finds a momentary fog!

Love, not a natural born talent; love lives every day, to become a true performer. You don’t need Lights, or a Camera. To understand that love, is seen in the Action. Love needs your Constant focus; and will unapologetically demand your heart, be at attention. Feeling the desire to Constantly please, a heart mostly smitten. Probably Constantly speechless, by the taking of every breath. Love can be quoted, as being famous; the acting on point. But, what will the reaction; when the love becomes so infamous? Do you share some of the quoted wrong doings, with anyone willing to listen? A heart, meant to play in the true love story. But, the action of love has to be pure; for the story to be loved, until the end. Love withers, when not given the opportunity to flourish. Love requires your Constant attention, to the details. Love, not striving to become a Constant professional; but thriving to be Constantly professing, that the love will be unconditional. When the distance between, is overcome by the miles. Do you bridge the gap, or wallow in the troubled water; stagnated under the bridge? Drifting down a lonely river, what becomes the love; not having within it the true breadth. Whenever you get lost, trying to navigate your heart through the fog of love. Take heart, and place it within; God’s loving care!

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Love, the Ocean!

A heart wants to know, a love deeply moving. A soul that can fathom, love encompassing the deepest ocean. A love with a depth so deep, the overflow runs into the deep places. A love that floods the soul, drowned in the depth becomes the heart; living breathless. A heart not wanting to be left, gasping for each breath. A soul trying to live, in a love feeling shallow. To be taken even deeper, what should forever be the heart’s desire. A love that feelings, like an overwhelming tidal wave; but yet in the midst of the blissful calm, it becomes a heart swept away. A thirst quencher, a love that’s so refreshing. That even when a moment, becomes a desert experience. The love will still more than satisfy, every parched crevice within a thirsty soul. A love that pours out like rain, drenching a soul from head to toe. An ocean of love so captivating, the heart will never feel shipwrecked. Love the anchor, to keep your soul forever drowning. A heart submerged fully, within the depth of the love. A soul seeking, to fathom the greatest treasure; Love, the Ocean!

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A-Just!

You don’t need to adjust you, conform to what others believe you to be. Their validation, can never confirm your worth. The Just, live by faith. So Just, be you; the best version you’re meant to be. Not Just once… a day, but always, forever. A heart that never quits, is a soul that will never stop believing. Just the gusto, catching that second wind; not what a soul truly free needs, to soar forever. Just imagine, being able to live with such vibrant wings. A soul soaring so high, above the heavens. You can be swift, and strong; endure much until the end. But question this, what place will be the finish? A thought for the heart to ponder, but be a soul living to know the true wonder. Breath, how a heart knows living; but experiencing the breadth of life, becomes a soul knowing the truth in the forever. Can you only imagine, knowing the very moment; when the true breadth of love, becomes transforming? Imagine, fear having no power… to enslave. True freedom, not of the mind; but heart and soul!

Understanding the gravity, in every situation. You have to take, every thought captive. Just Imagine, boldly face every tomorrow knowing; when you get there. Hope is anchored, by the faith you find therein. Just say, speak, and let your heart truly believe. To know, what’s more than Just a thought, beyond Just wild dreams. Imagine you, knowing being truly made. Creative, Just a part of what was meant to be; Just saying. Words, in a heart endowed with truth; by the power of three. A-Just, is knowing this. A vivid imagination can become a tainted lens, if not balanced by an enlightened love. Truth will adjust a lens, to become a justified perspective. Live with purpose, to A-Just; mind, body, soul. A soul living the reimagined, a renewed way of living. To walk each day gracefully, a heart faithfully needs to be adjusted; to live everyday vertically. Hope found daily, will rest fully on truth. Faith embedded deeply, will become peace empowered. So when unprecedented comes, no adjustment to faith will ever be needed. In God, how you forever find; A-Just!

WCR

The Spoken!

Speak, let the manifested be imparted to reflect the created. Speak, let emptiness be words taking form. Words, spoken to become what’s no longer empty. Words have authority, power within the spoken word. Speak, and light will be. Speak, let love become the true empowerment. Speak life into words, to see what will become. Speak, and let the faith therein move the heart; overcome what becomes a mountain. Lips speak, but the heart espouses the spoken word. Speak, to see what it shall produce. Listen, to know what has become. In verbatim, love reaffirmed in a beautiful exchange. Passionate are words, truth spoken with confidence; but with love that can truly enlighten. A heart with words, a soul the voice therein. Let it be words spoken in truth, to empower. A heart learning the art, of not judging every word; without truly listening to what’s being said!

Words can be mistaken, when partially becomes the only filter. You can say what you mean, try to mean exactly what’s said; only to have it come out wrong way. The interpretation, in need of a little more clarity. Words can move, can even make tears fall; through what’s being felt. Even if, speech never enters the conversation; speechless words have a motive. Actions speak, as if a thousand words were said. Speak, not to see time stand still; but so your heart can carefully use the time, already in existence. Spoken word, will always have a motive; to provoke a reaction. May love be at the forefront, edification as the intended motive. On the tip of the tongue, let love be the substance. So, let your heart speak; for God is listening. Then, let your soul be still. For, underneath every breath; His love is moving. A heart has much to say, but not even a soul can find words. When being in the presence, becomes such a profound breathtaking moment? A soul searching for The Spoken, for a heart left in awe!

WCR