The remnant, love hovering in every breath. In the wake, the breadth; love hovering in every remnant. With every dawn, my eyes don’t need to see, my ears don’t need to hear. Just have a heart, needing to be forever awaken. Deeply moved, to feel what my soul needs to truly know. The amazing power of love, and the remnants felt lingering, underneath every breath. Endless love, remnants in the overflow. The world is busy, days trying to steal my attention. But distractions, will never have my heart. Things, could never measure up, to Your love. Drawing, closer to Your heart; lingers in all the desires. A heart moved, by love lavished on my soul. Your love, will never be the leftover; used to tie my heart over. Even in the smallest quantity, therein lies love filling with such a great quantity. Remnants, a soul clothed in love’s peace. There’s nothing, greater than this. In every remnant, the bliss. Even the small amount, a heart full forever, and a day. A soul, that won’t know how to ever survive. On remnant of the past, even yesterday’s portion. Remnants, must be in every breathless residue. Remnants to live and breathe, to overwhelm thoughts; become an ever changing heart. In every fragment, love remaining to be, found so very faithful. In every Remnant, my soul, You own. My heart, You hold. My love, You have. My gaze, You capture. My breath, You take. Even, in the end of days, and the last bit of love breathed. May the surviving trace be, Remnants!