Your love, what gives my soul the know how; to define what’s in real contentment. It’s not just a state, it starts with the knowing. You can have a feeling, but not know the true presence. More than just a feeling, there has to be the deeper understanding. A heart can feast on love endlessly, but yet the aroma still be unrecognizable. You can be given much food for thought, and not know the application; that gives it true substance. Love can be in the air, but to understand the true breadth; a heart needs to know what, makes it the air you breathe? The true aroma of love is distinctive, can get mixed up sometimes; because the soul was never truly stirred. Even if the love gets shaken, beauty is in the rediscovering. If the sweet aroma of love, doesn’t move a heart to tears; something therein is missing. Love will never be a tasteful flavor, until you know what gives a heart favor. To know the true essence, will forever be? You have to first taste, and see. Even if, the aroma is freshly baked; the love for can still be easily forgotten. If the soul doesn’t always remind the heart, what truly makes the love… unforgettable? True love, will never be about self pleasing; but the selfless giving. When the aroma, makes its way past the heart feeling; into the soul, what makes you a true believer. A heart truly has nothing, unless accompanied by the sweet aroma of God’s love, the sweet tasting fruit of the truest love. The aroma His love, what will linger deeply… forevermore!
Hearts around the world, do you just live off the cuff? Do you just let the day, call your bluff? Every day seems the race, a heart trying not to feel overwhelmed; trying to keep the right pace. When the day, keeps begging your heart to quit. Don’t let it, stand your ground; stay in the race. Be a winner, winner; not the chicken, that gets eaten for dinner. The real love for life, will forever be a winding marathon. The journey, just trying get through the sands of time. Will require hard work, dedication, and true grit. Once around the track, only gets you so far. Every day, let your heart do it again. Every heart has the stamina, to go beyond what seems the limit. Oh hearts, taking it slow is okay; just, never stop. A race, will truly test your endurance. Why everyday, you have to mentally prepare to go the distance. To no one else, will ever have to prove yourself. But yet, some days it will be a sprint to the finish line. Run your own race, and please stay in your lane. Jump over every hurdle, that tries to get in your way. Keep focus, don’t let distractions trip you up. Kick down the barriers if you must, and keep on going. Even if you fall, you will never be disqualified. Forever let your heart still be in it, to win in it; life!
Heart, around the world; every day’s a choice, for a time such as this. Look up, and everyday keep looking up. Before you know it, you will have cleared the bar… set before you. Don’t lower your expectations, just to please someone else. You can never truly stand out, without first knowing how to stand up… for what you truly believe. Don’t make life, be about how you measured up; but how chose to persevered. Around every bend, will be a better day; in the true becoming! Take the long jump, over every fear trying to hold you back. Stretch your faith, conquer what is just a passing shadow. Oh hearts, life have so many obstacles. Challenges, that we all have to intentionally overcome. Just know, the heart will forever be; the hardest working muscle in the body. In knowing your true embodiment, gives everyday another opportunity, to check your true form. Life, will never be about how well you know to posture. Sometimes, your back will surely be up against the wall. But that’s when, you turn the corner, and take an even greater leap of faith; the test, of your character. When life comes to test your resolve, display you know what’s true height, length, and breadth. Don’t be afraid of commitment, by taking that deeper dive. Sink or swim, two choices for sure. When entering deeper waters, show you know how to flip… the script. Do the backstroke, like a faith filled superstar. Show that you have the heart, looking like a graceful butterfly!
Some days, the heart competes; as a struggling weightlifter. A soul pressing, but a heart not feeling the weight ever being lifted. My friend, every weight can truly be lifted. When you don’t see the burden, greater than…. what even a prayer can forever change. Get it off your chest, seek and find the love; the heart of the burden bearer. Love, never let it be just a sport. A mixed up form, of holistic gymnastics. Authenticity, how love in a heart truly soars, to another level. After every season, showcased is a heart truly tested. Every battle scar, they shall surely fade. But always be mindful, that the battlefield; can wage another war on the mind. When, a heart becomes too distracted. Even though, it’s your own well tucked away baggage. Don’t let life, drag your heart around, from place to place. Throw away, what’s not a true need. To be forever replaced, with an enlightened perspective. Don’t think too highly, or put your heart on a pedestal. It’s okay, to let someone else in need be first. The worlds greatest, just a title worn… out. A title will never truly matter, when it comes to matters of the heart. With all of the obstacles, life relentlessly brings the test your resolve. Take heart, in knowing that there’s a true path, to victory!
Whenever the tears, whenever the rain falls down. May your heart know, how to sing through the rain. Behind every clouded moment, therein lies an enlightened perspective. Every season has its moments, every moment another season. For your heart to know whether, your soul can still see what becomes beauty… after every rain. Even when the day, is overcast by shadows of doubt. Don’t, let your heart fear the darkened moments, Let your soul embrace, what comes at every dawn. Love for the Son, what shows a soul the brightest morning ever. So sing, let your heart sing in every rain; oh, happy day. Let whatever may come, renew your faith in what shall be. Another day, for your heart to once again whether. Know blessed, because your soul is moved by the breadth. Let the joy wash away, what may linger. Hope found within the midst, becomes courage to face may be. When the rain falls, let the love be an umbrella; when your heart feels vulnerable, to what seems the coming storm. When the day brings with it a bitter cold, let the Comforter be; the blanket of love, knowing true warmth. When the day comes, to blow your mind like a brisk autumn breeze. Let your soul see, how much color there is in the love. Watch as it shimmer, so beautifully in, and around your heart. For the beauty of the Son shines, when you let it be the light; that shines the brightest, in every season. Let it be the rock, let the love be heard… as the sweetest lullaby. So, whenever your heart feels the tears fall. May your soul only know when, you feel the Reign!
“Let your heart be always guided by the peace of the Anointed One, who called you to peace as part of his one body. And always be thankful. Let the word of Christ live in you richly, flooding you with all wisdom. Apply the Scriptures as you teach and instruct one another with the Psalms, and with festive praises, and with prophetic songs given to you spontaneously by the Spirit, so sing to God with all your hearts!” Colossians 3:15-16 TPT
Special Lady, l vividly remember, the moment; the day your love bumped into my heart. You boldly stepped to me, and stunningly; my heart never backed off. That was the day girl, your love and my heart; started an intense tango, the dance of a lifetime. Girl, when we met; you were a true Tomboy at heart. A jungle gym, had nothing on you. Our love playground, two hearts still waiting to exhale. Fly girl, you definitely showed me your moves. The sweet dance of a butterfly, trying to catch a tiger by the tail. This serious Kat, wasn’t always having that. A gentleman, you can trust and believe that. Every day, a tip the hat. Sugarplum, honey bun; loving you, will never be dumb. Forever, kicking it; together until, every breath is done. Even when, I catch a glimpse of how you roll, with those ebony eyes. Sometimes, there’s a hit and miss. Life’s not a forever bliss, but why should that stop a heart… to Reminisce!
Woman, so beautifully you befriended my heart. Profound became the sound, when bended knee hit the ground. Caribbean Queen, nuff respect do; to Fi Mi Island Girl. Pop the collar, sometimes living off the cuff. Marriage is Tuff, but encompassed by such wonderful stuff. Milady, your love came from royalty. A heart forever crowned, with pieces my heart. Nothing has changed, you still don’t have to be scared; to keep my love close to your heart. Girl, you still have the key. Woman, bat those eyes. I still don’t mind, the sometimes drive me crazy down this road… life. Love, forever the give, and the take. Hearts with true elasticity, are tested to know the love will truly last. Woman, you had me from the start of our slow jam. The moment my heart looked, into a grace-filled soul; an angel in disguise. Rockabye, my heart won’t you baby; your love’s still such a rock, sweet lady. A Rock, a reflection of the bright Star. Thirsty plus year, gives a heart much to reflect on; to Reminisce!
A forever stroll, down memory lane. Sometimes, a tip toeing through the dandelion. Sometimes, we found the violets swaying… to the blues. To smell the sweet scent of a rose, a heart has to know how to embrace. The recollections of what has already passed, to truly appreciate, what’s still to come. So, whisper in my ear, don’t hesitate to let my heart know; what your heart still needs it to hear. Just whisper it softly, unless you’re deliberately trying to blow my mind. Just know this, you will never get your heart back. Like I told you then, your heart will be my forever. Even when, the days are forecasted to be a bit dark. I will still see your heart, filled with a love always shining. A thousand years from now, I know what my heart will surely be doing. Sharing another Story, and Reminisce!
In a world so cold, Your love’s such an overwhelming blanket of warmth. Faith in You, the faithful protection. Within Your love, where a soul always finds the perfect peace. Every heart, needs to know the true Comforter. Especially when, the darkest days, brings with it an even bitter cold. Beyond understanding, a soul can know a love so profound. Underneath every breath, a heart can find such unbelievable Joy. A soul at rest, in deep, deep place. A place where, the love has become so embedded. The lingering feeling, moving beneath the surface. Pressing deep against the heart, the love pressed up against the longing soul. The love becoming deeply, with every breathtaking awe. So much love, breathlessness becomes every day, and every night. A heart captivated, within the loving embrace. A soul experiencing, what it truly is to get to know; the true length, width, breadth. The love, and the heart; being knitted together. So many layers of love, so how can a heart truly not… be so overwhelmed? With such a proven friend, and a love so proven; to be such an undeniable Comfort. Through the years, through every moment in time. Being completely within the love, where every soul should forever want to be. To such giving, to know forever covered. To know the truest rest, the most Amazing peace. To know a true awaken, there has to a true enlightenment. A heart and soul going deeper, lost forever in the depth of the heavenly. The Awesome love, found in the Comforter!
Dearest time, today we agreed to meet; but it seemed, our timing must have been off. Waiting for the right time, can be the day; leaving you so wound up, a heart feeling ticked off. An action, which is so counterintuitive. Sometimes, we chase to find the perfect time. While forgetting to appreciate, every precious moment; the time we have right now. When minutes cannot be found, we have to embrace; what adds up within each second. Time, when we take our eyes off you; that time is a moment simply gone. Make it a habit to be on time, and time managed will be therefore favorable. Punctuality is time honored, for time never stands still for anyone. You can believe, time is on your side. But, time will always be neutral; will never show any favoritism. We can be faithful, be precise with our time. Every day, we all get the same amount of time. It’s only the years, that’s beholden to the appointed time. Our predetermined destiny, with the end of time. Why we have to always give thanks, for the time we have. A heart, the string. On time, the thing; that moves on. Let no regret, be the time past thing; questioning now everything. Every day, there’s the push, and the pull. Sometimes the up, the down. The hand removed, hours through the sands of time!
Killing time, the proverbial; but yet just a rhetorical. Why try to kill, what’s not in your control, and such a precious thing. That’s when, time will call you a fool. Death is the place, where time will surely be waiting. Thinking, time is on your side. Only to find, time has no respect for you, me. So many think, they can buy time. Time is a destiny, time reached is the destination. Tomorrow is in the peripheral, but what you have in yours today; the moment you get to take hold of. It’s not about the time of your life, but the time you invested; into making it a life clocked wisely lived. Sometimes, we have to hold on to the day, let go of the past, and take the time to just breathe. Time changes, every season never the same. Sometimes, it’s a long time, a short time; but time will heal. We have to just have to, give it time. It doesn’t matter, how hard anyone tries. Even the most perfect timing, becomes another meaningless pursuit to meet time. For there will surely be another shift, taking place in time. You can’t stop time, but you can keep it from slipping away. Whenever it seems, you’re stuck in another moment in time? Be thankful, that it’s another moment in your heart to know; this moment in time!
Father of time, oh how can hearts; not come to see? That when the moment becomes unprecedented, hope is found when truth becomes understood. The true meaning within time, knowing what’s revealed within two outstretched hands. Show us how, to value every second we have breath. Minutes past, but in every day; with every time spent, may we learn how to breathe easy. May we truly understand, what fills the time. Doesn’t have to be what, gets to monopolizes our full attention. For the only time we have, what each new breath will allow!
Laid back, a soul trying to know the true breadth. Every day, a heart kicking it with You. Forever, going to rock it like this. Rock away, the funk; grooving within the loving embrace. It doesn’t matter, how well I know to rhyme; if the love doesn’t flow, every time. Any heart can keep a rhythm, but the soul needs to know the time. I’m going to walk it, the same way I talk it. The Walk, the Man; back in the 80’s, when this boy met the Man. I’m an 80’s teen, trying to be so fresh, and so clean clean… shaven. Glory bound, to heaven. I’m not ashamed, to forever kick it like this. For I will never Diss, living this Bliss. Rocking to love, means whenever you get a Diss; you let the come back be this. Words, that feels more like a loving Kiss. Get on the love train, This; please don’t let your heart Miss. Love, how I’m able to rock it like this. Bad vibes, will never ever be in this place; heart and soul. Kicking back, long gone are the days of 8-Tack. It can’t be summed up, with just having Swag; it will never be just an Hashtag. True love needs to be, where you forever plant your Flag. The right Vernacular, shows how love can be truly Spectacular!
True love, about keeping it real, no matter how you feel. Good vibes, showing the real deal; rhythmically in tune heartstrings. Every day, kick it like that. Tip the Hat, never let the love go Flat. Rat-ta-tat-tat, take it from this Serious Kat. There’s no topping, absolutely no stopping. The resounding beat of love, that keeps the head bopping. The soul rocking, the heart jumping. Love, not lived by the Hype; the love looking like a Type… O. Love is not lived Frantic, the love truly Authentic. Kick it like this; let the heart groove, to the good vibration. The love moved, by the sweet sensation. Rocking it, to the right rhythm; takes work, and time. Even though True, you can’t avoid the occasional singing the blues. Don’t dwell on negative thoughts, just the heartfelt positive vibes. Love, truly a distinctive feeling. Sensed true when, it’s not just about what you say; but what the actions can convey, and what becomes the sway. A good lasting vibe, about setting the right atmosphere. By turning down all the amped up emotions, to let the mood be a soothing time; hearts in twine. A heart kicking it, and the soul loving it. Love, the lyrical spoken rhyme; coming through this heart of mine. A heart Kicking it, a soul feeling so; Laid back!
Whenever you get lost, trying to navigate your heart through the fog; take heart! The journey through love, have a way of causing a Constant pain. The love feelings so real, but you just can’t tell if what you see is true? So many hearts, get involved with playing a strategic head to head chess game. You can have the best moves, and the strategy not be impressive. The love not truly impressed, embedded deep within. Love will forever be about the authenticity, of the tool found within… the chest. You can think, you’re well positioned in life. Yet forget that you have to position your heart, to be in the long game. For always, to truly become forever attained, you start with the end in mind. Love will always give a heart, Constant reminders. Alarm bells going off, only for a soul to Constantly hit the Snooze; wonder why you Lose… in love. Even though, every heartbeat knows the definition of Constant. The love has to be defined as Consistent, faithful, always, forever. Don’t lose heart, when love finds a momentary fog!
Love, not a natural born talent; love lives every day, to become a true performer. You don’t need Lights, or a Camera. To understand that love, is seen in the Action. Love needs your Constant focus; and will unapologetically demand your heart, be at attention. Feeling the desire to Constantly please, a heart mostly smitten. Probably Constantly speechless, by the taking of every breath. Love can be quoted, as being famous; the acting on point. But, what will the reaction; when the love becomes so infamous? Do you share some of the quoted wrong doings, with anyone willing to listen? A heart, meant to play in the true love story. But, the action of love has to be pure; for the story to be loved, until the end. Love withers, when not given the opportunity to flourish. Love requires your Constant attention, to the details. Love, not striving to become a Constant professional; but thriving to be Constantly professing, that the love will be unconditional. When the distance between, is overcome by the miles. Do you bridge the gap, or wallow in the troubled water; stagnated under the bridge? Drifting down a lonely river, what becomes the love; not having within it the true breadth. Whenever you get lost, trying to navigate your heart through the fog of love. Take heart, and place it within; God’s loving care!
A heart wants to know, a love deeply moving. A soul that can fathom, love encompassing the deepest ocean. A love with a depth so deep, the overflow runs into the deep places. A love that floods the soul, drowned in the depth becomes the heart; living breathless. A heart not wanting to be left, gasping for each breath. A soul trying to live, in a love feeling shallow. To be taken even deeper, what should forever be the heart’s desire. A love that feelings, like an overwhelming tidal wave; but yet in the midst of the blissful calm, it becomes a heart swept away. A thirst quencher, a love that’s so refreshing. That even when a moment, becomes a desert experience. The love will still more than satisfy, every parched crevice within a thirsty soul. A love that pours out like rain, drenching a soul from head to toe. An ocean of love so captivating, the heart will never feel shipwrecked. Love the anchor, to keep your soul forever drowning. A heart submerged fully, within the depth of the love. A soul seeking, to fathom the greatest treasure; Love, the Ocean!
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