
Canvas of the heart, paints of love its most beautiful portrait. Beyond what the eyes see, but what the soul reveals, of what the heart conceals. Love, its most endearing expression, a display of love’s vibrant texture, what yields its colorful warmth. Its hue, brushed gently up against the fabric of life, what’s pressed deeply within the canvas of the soul. Love left portrayed, the heart left elated. Love’s artistic portrait, heart its imagery, soul its creativity; its work of art. Every heart, oiled with the painted breadth of love’s essence. What the soul drips, canvas deeply stained with its abstract artistry. Love’s deep crimson characteristics, profound image of its breathtaking beauty. Definition defined, nuances refined. Love’s canvas, never a blank slate, just the state; heart and soul. Woven tapestry, tapered having the nature to be, a depiction of love’s ornate expression!
WCR
So beautifully written
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Thanks!😊 🙏🏽
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You’re welcome 😉
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The way you describe the heart and soul as an artwork is truly moving.
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God’s work of art! Blessings!
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Beautifully done, Warren.👏
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Thanks!🙏🏽
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Love. Love. LOVE it!!!
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😊🙏🏽🙏🏽
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Absolutely beautiful, Warren. Love it!💕
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Blessings!😊🙏🏽
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💕🙏💕
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Love’s canvas is never a blank slate for sure Warren! Expressed so divinely my friend. 😍💖🎨
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Blessings to you!😊🙏🏽
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And to you as well Warren my friend. 🤗💖😍🙏🏼😎
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Beautiful!
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Blessings!🙏🏽
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Splendid and so beautifully composed Warren 🙏😊
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Appreciate the comment!🙏🏽
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How often do we take the opportunity in our hearts to express the beauty of life, even in its trials?
The heart captures moments and defines them to us in artistic fashion, be it in darkness and grief, or in sunshine and hope.
We are the ones who accept the outcome before it is really finished, even if it hurts, we can choose the outcome to build us up or to tear us down.
It is God given, the strength to come out fighting and thrive, not only to lay down hoping to survive.
We control the brush, it should not control us.
Blessings
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Indeed!! Blessings!
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You are always welcome Warren 😊
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As always a beautiful expression of love.
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Thanks!🙏🏽
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