Its Intentional Gaze!

Could, someone please tell it to my heart, how does my soul’s breathless amazement, not become my words left utterly speechless? And if, that doesn’t provoke intuitive perplexity? How, then through contemplation, my soul longs to know the breadth of its consistency? This emboldened soul of mine, would eagerly journey the end of time, needing to fathom its depth. If that’s the case, why, wouldn’t one’s heart not be willing, to drown in its unfathomable ocean? Just, to know its deepest places, be my soul in awe, gasping within the spaces of its vastness. Pondering the nature of its existence, one’s mind provoked so deeply. You take your heart out of its sheath, only to have your doubts, slain by the might of its wonder. Your soul, thoroughly captured by its beauty, daydreams swept away into its blissful yonder, by the sphere of its influence. A heart, traversing the heartfelt plain of its own destiny, a soul encountering, the ways of its ecstasy. Where, the bravest of souls, are not just willing to have their heart wide open, but be profoundly swayed by its charm. A heart in a place, where no harm befalls, falling within its infectious arms. Its aura, a sight to behold, how its muse takes hold, its language so bold. Whispers to your soul in the stillness, peers into your hopelessness. What brings a heart to tears, what soothes your fears. Your soul, feeling its warmth, swaddling you in your brokenness. Immensely, intensely, indubitably; its presence hovers within the shadows. No needy heart could ever escape it, Love’s intentional gaze!

WCR