Though, our heart doesn’t have all the answers, to so many questions, in the depth of being. In this, our souls can be confident, in love with who you are, sufficient, for hearts living in the moment. Though, storms loom on the horizon, and mountains peak, trying to see if there’s any fear, within your confidence. Peace won’t send its endearing hush, love’s still whispers within the wind. Know this, with every breath exhaled, with every step forward, fear loses its hold, on heart and soul. Standing tall, doesn’t mean we won’t stumble, fall sometimes. But, that’s when the time is at hand, to make another stand. This, every hopeful soul knows. The courage in getting up, the willingness to look fear in the eye, and let it sigh. For then it knows, even with ashes clinging to your soul; you’re not afraid to rise up, with sufficient enough strength, to face whatever circumstance life puts in your way. So, tell that mountain, peak all it wants, you’re an overcomer. When, life examines your resolve, the hourglass won’t sway your heart’s resilience. Sufficient faith, compel hopes. So, dreams won’t just invade restful subconscious, but will make every conscious decision, heartfelt. Night’s are always darkest, before the dawn. The moment your heart realizes, freedom gives hearts the kind of peace, fear can’t comprehend. Tomorrow’s worries, won’t overwhelm the mind, become a burden on your soul. Storms always come, one thing remaining constant; time’s hour hand, brings about meaningful change. Every heart finding, answers to life’s questions. Knowing, how to still the heart, the whispers of love’s breadth will say; everything will be alright. The soul getting to breathe, so every breath can be; sufficient for today!

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Within the pushback, within beats per second; heart and soul, codifies its unwavering commitment, be a source of strength. Faith, could never be its quintessence, without hope’s retention. To live a long beautiful life, we must guard our heart, gird our soul. And even though, sometimes, our levee’s are overwhelmed; the river within our soul keeps overflowing. Retaining your composure, keeps hopes and dreams, from losing its breadth. The love we cleave, repels the anxiety we leave, embedded in the annals of the past. Memories are retained, not to keep them alive, but safeguard its meaning. By design, retaining walls are fortified by deeply held beliefs, the freedom it provides. Perceptions are altered, by the perspective in one’s heart. Retaining your position, engaged by the soul’s resilience. To be, or not to be, the conundrum that will test the heart’s resolve. In times of uncertainties, to what will your soul cling? What Words will anchor your heart, restrain your soul from being swept, by waves of emotions? When, faith is kept in sight, hope holds fast, helps the heart retain its confidence. Preserve, conserve, reserve, the integral essence in our being; confident, tomorrow will reconcile wants and needs. “Cherish the love you have, cherish the life you live, for as long as…” For me, and my heart; Words have I hid. The love, my soul’s in possession of, kept secure, by my heart’s retaining wall!

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They say, but, do they reassure? It’s not enough, to just rely on what they (meaningless notions) say. Sometimes, the answer to questions we have, found when we search our heart. For that divine intervention, the message bottled up, waiting for our soul to find. Assuring the heart, everything will be alright. There’s, power in positive thinking, but more confidence attained, within love’s endorsement. Words edify, but love amplifies, the heart’s true intent. Its assurances will honor, its truth never lost, even within the translation. In life, it’s not enough to pledge devotion, but vow from the depth of your soul, to love wholeheartedly. The key to love, built into knowing its turnkey commitment, the door of the heart is opened up, clockwise. The days of our lives, are the moments in time we don’t let slip away, through cracks in the hourglass. A heart, open to the possibilities, a soul not allowing these precious moments to become, counterintuitive. Love’s safeguards, reassures us with its provision. Love covers, giving hearts the freedom to discover, love’s courage lies within its faithfulness. Words are fleeting, if not tethered by its worth, bound to its essence; anchored by its truth. Trusting, your heart into someone else’s care, reassured when the soul embraces; love’s blessed assurance!

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My heart is full, my soul can’t keep it contained, my cup overflows. When I open up my heart, whenever I tip my hat, love spills from the depth of my soul. When, my forever said I do, love spilled from within deep affection. When my heart, grieved the loss of a child, love made the tears spill, watering the ground where her love lays. As a child, my grandma instilled endearing love in my consciousness; if ever someone rejects your love, don’t let my heart, cry over spilled milk. Que sera, sera; whatever will be, will be. Don’t catch yourself, grasping after careless whispers. Real love speaks boldly, with colorful expressions. Whenever my words spill, the welled up love within, escapes my deepest place. Splashes of love’s hue, the ink tells the story, where the love comes from? Meaningless, love should never fall hollow, words should never be empty. My soul, has been within love’s ocean, and it makes my heart full. Spilling the content of your love, how the texture is made known. Whenever love leans in, with every tilt of your soul, love’s essence leaks from within. Overflow, for the love to pour endlessly, heart and soul has to be willing, to let it intentionally spill. A heart, should never cry over spilled love. That’s how, our humanity is beautified. Poetically, lyrically, rhythmically, deeply, breathlessly; love seeping through crevices of your soul!

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Oh, hearts, can your love see, does thy light dawn, how true does its brightness shine? Does even a faint flicker, glow radiantly? Is it a candle, a lantern in the night, illuminating the heart, enlightening the soul? Hope is never silent, it’s a reflection, waiting patiently for its moment, to beam love’s crimson hue, within its benevolent light. In breathless syllables, love profoundly speaks. In its quietness, within its quintessence, love’s essence hail’s the soul; being one in heart and mind. Raising love’s voice, amplifies its loving anthem. Its symphonic sound, its melodic tone, its harmonic rhythm. Within glowing hearts, with an uplifting soul, love’s anthem prevails, resounding strong and free. Hearts, that wade through love’s deep water, knows the anthem within its sea, lives in the depth of its ocean. Love stands on guard, keenly waiting to give hearts, the strength to fight the good fight. Let, love’s Anthem forever be, a song of praise. Its proverbial chorus, echoed again and again!

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