My love is a tree, its essence that of a divine seed. At the root of its conception, a representation of love’s enlightened perception, growth being the sublime bloom of its existence. The deeply rooted depth of my innermost, my heart tethered to the true nature of love’s fertile soil. My love is a tree, the heartfelt pinnacle of its stature, the deep tentacles of its foundation. My love is a tree, of a heart planted to profoundly flourish, shaking loose every lifeless limb that won’t bear a fruitful soul. My love is a sappy tree, my heart dripping the poetic dew of love’s beautiful reign. Even when the skies are gray, my heart won’t sway. My love is a tree, my soul of lushly drenched poet-tree.
*** If you’ve been enjoying the inspirational content that I have been sharing here on WordPress, and would like to see them come alive in spoken word video form. Join me on YouTube@myheart68, you can simply google @myheart68. Where you can subscribe and be blessed, encouraged, and be inspired there as well. ***
WCR
A Love Story! 
For he shall be like a tree planted by the waters that spreads out its roots by the river; and it shall not see and fear when heat comes; but its leaf shall be green. It shall not be anxious and full of care in the year of drought, nor shall it cease yielding fruit (Jer 17:8)
LikeLike
I see God’s hand in that love, steady and rooted, growing strong no matter the storms.
LikeLike