The Quintessence!

Your heart, can be the most. Though, the vision not perfect. Love, will never measure up… to perfection. But, should always rise to the challenge, to be an example, of a faithful heart. Life shapes, but love becomes. Words, can be seen as typical. So, when the heart speaks, let the love be known… as practical. A heart, doesn’t have to become intense. For the love, to be immense. How heartfelt is it to know, you don’t have to know; how to breathe well, to know true living. Through every season, another stage, another encore. A heart reliving, another day; acting out your best life. Through, another quintessential, repeat performance. True love, with every breath. Don’t let, it be another act… one; seen too, many times. Leaving the question, to be asked. Love, oh love; where art thou? A house, is not a home; until love, resides there… in the heart. A hill, will never be alive, with the sound of music. Until, your heart begins to sing. Crawl, walk, run… to the front of the line, with vim, and vigor. And, if your heart stumbles? Rise up, everyday; to glean another quintessence. What, your heart will need, to move forward… faithfully? Pursue the day, chase after dreams; but always, let love find your heart… content. To know, the precious moments, we step up. Through every season, we man up. Embrace you, and your heart will embrace the role. Hold it close, and the love will be held dear!

You don’t, need a day; to celebrate your worth. Just a lifetime, to let your heart be the gift, that keeps giving. Your love, doesn’t have to be an ocean. A silent river, can have depth. A heart, being swept away, by a deepening love. You, don’t have to feel special. But your heart, should especially be a heart needed. You, don’t need power, to be the strongest. Even to have, your own undeniable strength. You don’t need, to know how to land the perfect ten. For a heart, to flawlessly demonstrate, head over heels. A soul, doing endless; breathless summersaults. For love, to win, become truly relevant. It needs, to show up on time. The heart, has to want to be there. And the soul, needs to be engaged. So the love, can be even closer. Your love, doesn’t have to be impressive, just impressed… with the deeper meaning. Though, the real struggle; trying to live… up to a lookalike role model. Here’s, my take. The role of a father, about modeling, a good character, not a perceived expectation. Men, you don’t have to be, completely self-assured; for love to thrive, self-contained. Let your love, be a friend. Your heart, known as a true father. Not just a figure, of speech. When, the heart can truly answer; the quintessential question. Love will surely breathe out, the profound truth. Can, the heart of a child know; how deep the Father’s love? True love, in the essence, not just the presence. The picture, doesn’t need perfection; but needs to be seen, in the best light. The personification, the substance, the representation; The Quintessence!

In loving memory, of my baby girl; Justinea Angelina Richards. March 9, 1990 to March 2, 2021 – Inspired, by your love!

* Happy Father’s Day! May your hearts, be blessed!

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Taken Captive!

What, is a heart to do, what can a soul truly say; when love, takes your breath captive? Your heart, arrested. Your breath, held… forever. The soul, embracing the new found captivity. Every day, every moment, every thought, every breath; Taken Captive. The soul, detained; love unrestrained. The heart, captivated; no longer a prisoner, to what holds you bound. True love, is a soul not confined; to become refined, every breath defined. Captured love, every penned up breadth, released. So the days, can be tangible. The years, favorable, and every breath, memorable. No more shackles, your captivator, your captivating love… one in the same. Breadth, held hostage. Will never give a heart, the freedom… to breathe. Just, a soul freed; the ransom given. A heart knowing, the beautiful release, your every breath!

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The Concealer!

The flaws, what we try hard to hide. The heart, trying to seem perfect, within an imperfect world. So, the heart keeps it secret. What, should be deeply applied; only sometimes implied. Love, I could show you, but; would rather just make it up. What’s, not so easily complied; kept, neatly tucked away. What needs to be revealed, concealed; a heart in disguise. Covering the hurt, concealing the pain. We wink, to cover up the wince. The play, for a jar made of clay. Don’t, let anyone see you blink, to give your soul time to think. Suppress your feeling, or become a heart exposed… as only human? It’s okay, to not be okay. Beauty, can come out of ashes. The brave-hearted, that shows you can find strength, in your vulnerability. Under the quiet, and in the silence. Be moved, to be bold; showcase your worth. You, don’t have to confess. We’ve all, have encountered mess. Trying to find our best, through every test. To help bring about, a peaceful night’s rest. In a time, where lines can become buried. We don’t, have to let our heart and soul. Become afraid, of living out your truth; your hopes, and dreams. Strong faith, though sight unseen. A heart knowing, a crimson love. The soul, brushed against the breadth. A cosmetic smile, just a veneer. When a heart, tries to seem polished. The soul, emanating varying shades… of love. With, each look in the mirror; things, still not as they should appear. The true meaning of love, it’s found, draped within a scarlet glow. Rather, than being noticed; we pretend, everything is okay. The love concealed, within bottled up emotions. Life, can sometimes seem, like a masked ball. A private dancer, looking for a love; that will slow dance with your heart. Out of sight, doesn’t mean out of mind. Every heart, has an identity, with a destiny. Deeply flawed, seen through the right lens. Reflects a heart, with a purpose, the love beautifully becoming. The Concealer, that transcends!

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Affirm!

May every heart, testify. Tell the whole world, your soul knows the breadth of love. Tell everybody, you see love; it’s in every horizon. For it shimmers, glows radiantly; and glistens, in the afterglow. Yell, how you just can’t help yourself. Love, helps you conquer fear, climb the highest mountain. Tell, how you’re relentlessly going to brag and boast. You feel, how love profoundly moves. It’s the air, you breathe in breathlessly. Tell about the moment, you awoke from a deep dream. To find love, was laying gently on your soul; and how, your heart couldn’t stop dreaming… for the next encounter. Let your heart Affirm, you know the beauty, and how stunningly it seems to find, you breathless. Yes, I’m sure you remember; the moment you thought, you lost love? Only to find, it’s always waiting in the shadows. To cast not a single doubt, love is forever. Affirm, that you know the very moment. When love called your heart closer, how breathlessly it leans in; to be a love so deeply felt. Tell the critics, about the moment. When love became magical, it made your breath disappear. Tell the story, how love began. How it birthed, in you a deep desire. Tell how, love is sweet, so delightful; Affirm, it’s heavenly. Declare Boldly the Good News, you’ve found love, and; “AFTER LOVING YOU, YOUR HEART COULD NEVER LOVE ANOTHER… THE SAME WAY!” Give true love; your Affirmation!

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Wealth Transfer!

What, are you banking on? May it truly be, a profitable portfolio. Not, with just what the heart wants, but what the soul needs. So, what is your heart looking to invest in? What kind of wealth, is your soul willing to store up? For that’s, where your true inheritance is found. An enlightened mind, contains a wealth of information. But, it still needed to be undergirded with wisdom. For the truth therein, to truly be evident. Lack of knowledge, can only be the first excuse. So therefore, Ask, Seek, Knock… down every barrier. Be a heart empowered, not a soul indebted… to fear. On the river bank, a heart needs to step out into the water. So a crimson tide, can take your soul to a desired destiny. Liquidate your fear, and the future becomes a greater gain. A true wealth transfer, more than monetary gain. What a heart retains, and what a soul attains. The evidence, through your faith; when sight unseen. A valuable possession, knowing that in everything; apply sound judgment. So that your inheritance, is wealth with abundance. We, can read a book; but if the words don’t resonate? The reading, becomes just meaningless words, with no wealth… transferred. An enriched heart, becomes a prosperous soul. You don’t have to be rich, to know true wealth. Material prosperity, has a value; but it can never add to what, gives a heart the greatest treasure. A love that’s truly priceless, and desirable. A commodity, with true meaning. Missing nothing, or lacking anything. Giving the heart, an inherited strength. Leaving the soul, with an inherent beauty. An inheritance, the depth becoming an ocean. A heart, taking a deeper dive. To partake, in a plentiful transfer. A soul being supplied, with the greatest known resource, love that’s undeniable. When love, becomes the principal reason; the true interest of the heart. The Wealth, becomes compounded. For the soul, will eagerly want to contribute, be part of the sound investment. The Transfer: The love, moving from one heart, deposited into another. A shift, with a give, and take. A good man, leaves an inheritance… to go with the legacy, of love!

“The Lord bless you, and keep you. May the Lord make His face to shine upon you, be gracious to you. May the Lord lift His countenance upon you, and give you His peace.” And may you let His love, rest upon your heart! Numbers 6:24-26 ESV

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Cascading Love!

The breadth, what unravels your heart. Unveils a soul, distracted by the cascading love. A song, steeply cascades, with a sweet rhythmic melody. The feeling, like a fresh wind. Blowing the mind, with every gentle whisper. A heart racing, a soul drowning; breathlessly in the mist, love like a waterfall. In the quiet, a silent river is pouring out, the depth a tranquil stream. The beauty, a fountain of love. That flows endlessly, through every vein. The breadth, deeply felt. The gentleness, profoundly moving. In the awe, living in the solace. Deep within the stillness, love found… crashing against every heartbeat. The breadth is held deeply, every breath taken slowly. The soul, waiting to exhale. In the daytime, dreams are found. In the nighttime, the love magically glistens. Beneath the moonlight, love lighting up beautifully. Fireworks, cascading like shooting stars. Showering the soul, with a dazzling display. The heart, hanging on every copious breadth. The love hovering, the soul lingering; for every baited breath. Every cascaded moment, will surely bring rise. To know a love greater than, a fleeting emotion. For how every breadth thereafter, and every drip in between, becomes another heartfelt plunge. A heart in so deep, the soul rapidly descends… breathless into the bliss. The Cascading Love!

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Be At Home!

Home, where the heart is… loved the most. On my door, my heart; your name, etched deep within the crevices. Your love, has never been alarmed. By what, lies in a silent insecurity. The systematic heartbeats, the love concealed; beneath every breath. My brick house, to you a facade. My walls, just clay. Molded, by the strength of your love. A love keen, into me, you see. To make a glass house pristine, no brokenness seen. Your love, the key. That made in me, a heart thrown wide open; into open arms. My heart, invited you in. To have your love stay, with me… forever. Your love, will always be welcomed here; heart and soul. My air, conditioned on my heart knowing. Your love, makes my soul exhale. You, have yet to judge me, by my mess… ed up attitude. When therein, lies served up platitude. Food for thought, my heart gets full, by all the gracious love. Tender, and so profoundly. Your love, swept my heart away. I don’t, want to seem so laid back. But my heart can’t help, leaning on your love. Where I find my peace, nestled up against your heart. My love, will find ways to touch you. I know, I can always trust you, to have my back. To be, or not to be, will never a question. In the night, love, you illuminate. The light, that never cast any doubts. Just a soul, forever enlightened. To know, when I lay my soul down. Your love, waits in the shadows. To whisper a lullaby, with a sweet melody. A love song, playing throughout my soul, and echo in the daydreams. At the end of my days, my heart, comes out of the coldness. Swayed by the love, held by the warmth; found trembling within the embrace. There’s a fire within, placed there by your love. Left blazing, burning beautifully, in my soul. In the ashes, my wings were found. A soul, free to soar higher. When time, strikes another heartstring. For the love, will meet me here again, so it can; Be at Home!

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