Art of Becoming…
The art of becoming, paints the soul in love’s self portrait, the heart’s beauty being one with its innermost. The process of coming into one’s self, the nature of one’s concession, the understanding that one’s worth, doesn’t exclude one’s soul. In the beginning, it’s first learning how to become, then how to be. How to let the progression of time, be some of our most profound breath-taking moments. Art of becoming, happens in stages, in acts performed, actions swaying heart and mind, becoming expressions of love’s meaningful soliloquy. Overcoming, part of living out, the tapestry of life’s artistry, what love inevitably becomes, purposeful. In the art of becoming, sway leaves in its wake a legacy, that ripple the sands of time, what the heart had a hand in. Being something, nothing tangible, if the love portrayed, hasn’t truly become everything, substantive. Becoming, turns into what it’s meant to be, transformative. It doesn’t have to be a work of art, to become a genuine portrayal. Having the it factor, love enacted intentionally, never inactive. The truest love, resides in deep places. Even brokenhearted, love’s resilience is unfathomable. What it needs to be, what one’s soul needs it to become. Within a heart well textured, versed in the art of becoming, love’s wholistic imagery!
WCR
A Love Story! 
The world needs more Warrens, expressing a deep understanding of love and its endless potentiality. 💗 Thank you.
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Appreciate the kind words! 🙏🏽🙏🏽
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Appreciate you!
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Love in itself is a work of art, it is genuine and whole needing no more bluster. It doesn’t need validation or comforting, it itself validates and comforts those who will be affected by it. Love completes the portrait, but the portrait of love on its own needs no completion, because it is endless.
Bless you Warren, bless you!
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Well said!🙏🏽🙏🏽
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