Month: July 2024

Confetti’s Hue!

If, rose petals laid bare, scented with love’s sweet crimson hue, be likened to colorful butterflies, fluttering one’s heart like confetti, moving to the innermost? Would it feel like pops of color, organic strips of joy’s allure, painting a portrait of love, enhanced by the breadth of its charm? What if, brightly colored bits of love, pierced through the veil of indifference, would its perception be changed? Love’s celebratory triumph, in its wondrous expression, breathless streams of its hues. Its festive nature, shedding the narrative, love on its own could never shift, the state one’s point of view? ish like tones, never indicative of love’s intrinsic characteristics. When life falls apart, broken moments don’t define, what its nuances empower, worth that can’t be denied. Bottled up feelings, releasing bursts of emotion, but with love in the air. Become moments in life, enriched by love’s innate ability, the aspects of its fertility. Droplets of its essence, its beautiful hue cascading, like confetti!

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Wednesday Proverb; Peace Be!

Peace will be, a soul hoping for it, so shall it be. Peace be given, a heart seeking for it, that shall it find. Peace becoming one’s innermost, daily knocking at the door of the heart, its nuance received in kind; imparted peace of mind. Hindsight in its twenty, twenty, the enlightenment of its lifeblood, the sustenance in its assurance. Times of peace, moments emboldened by love’s outspoken soliloquy, resonating within nature of its intrinsic calm. Not allowing careless whispers, make one’s soul become a callused heart. Love’s enduring peace, doesn’t intervene with intent to overwhelm; interject to display its beauty. Its serene hush, its endearing might, found within its gentle embrace. Finding its stillness, knowing its serenity. For when, tears flow in quiet streams, but in the heart’s peaceful sure. The sands of time, slip the soul into its rest, anchored within love’s tranquil river. In its quietness, a change in one’s perspective, in one’s perception; peace in one’s heart, in one’s life. So, with its subtle sway, quintessential becomes its breadth; the realization of inner peace. How, does peace become, will forever be? To let it be, be still to know its, quintessence!

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