When I think about all that You are, all that Your love is. Words are just the beginning, a grateful heart; will still never be the end. For years people have asked; “how do I come up with so many things to write about?” They truly didn’t know, they just couldn’t see; it wasn’t the how, but always the who. Even if I could explain, the understanding would still be the dilemma; the love moves, and my heart puts it into words!
It has never been about thinking, or even about feeling; feelings can change, just like the wind. For me this is about doing, showing; that love is truly a never ending story. My heart could write a thousand stories, and not even struggle; to write ten thousand more. My heart is not special, but why do anything; if you’re not truly willing to do everything? The beauty within is not my will, but a presence that moves. Unseen is the love, the fabric woven within; permanently wrapped around my heart. Breathing becomes the air, love is in the air; why I breathe!
Even when I’m alone within the busyness of the day, the stillness becomes my soul, listening; then my heart writes, endlessly. I could not have imagined, or conjured up this within a dream. The true essence of love doesn’t become, it just is; everything. The joy, the touch, the reign; the love I know, is the love the world needs to know. Every single heartbeat has a story, I’m just willing; to share mine!
Lord, I will love You for the earth under my feet. I will love You for the sun I see, the son I feel. I will love You for the falling rain, even the rain; that falls from my eyes. I will love You, for a heart that knows how to break. My eyes have seen much, my heart breaks; then comes the falling rain. Nevertheless, I will love You for the air, the breath that has always been Your love. The sweetness that permeates within, emotional has been the journey. I hope, that my heart has also been; Your joy?