Is it my heart, or my soul?

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Is it the star’s light, or the gaze of my heart, that deepens the passion of love’s beautiful hue? Is it the moon’s beam, or the light within my soul, that makes nights not seem dark? Is it the breadth of the galaxy’s nexus, or the gasp of my breath’s essence, that makes deep love so intentional? Is it the majestic beauty of heaven’s existence, or the nucleus within my nature, that reveals the vastness of love’s breathless allure? Is starry sky’s reflection of a wonder, or life’s grandiose expectation, that gives my eyes something epic for my heart to ponder? Does darkness truly hover constantly, or does my light illuminate so, even darkened moments seem so enlightened? Is it what my heart sees, or what my love knows, that forever gives my soul the perspective, a boundless glimpse into love’s enduring clarity?

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Published by Warren Richards

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  7. I love it!

    There’s a song that says, “I know who I am, because I know who You are”.
    I believe it’s the internal evidence that keeps us grounded more than the external information.

    Fantastic!
    Blessings brother

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