Love, speaks to my heart, tells me what to do, what to say, how to be. In gentle whispers, its breathless kisses, persuades my soul. I know who I am, I know what path to take, love tells me so. When I am lost, can’t find my way home. Love pursuits me, takes me by the heart. Love speaks quietly, love speaks boldly, speaks deeply into my soul. Forever to my heart, love tells me. In its embrace, with its gentle nudge, love’s voice guides my soul. To its like-minded probabilities, my heart searching its endless possibilities. Love told me, my soul has a purpose to fulfill, it’s for my heart, to know the reason. When, I don’t know what to say, love speaks for me. Advocates for me, when I seem to have lost my mind. Hindsight becoming, the vision of love, waiting for my heart, to take wayward thoughts captive, not think too highly of myself. Sometimes, words mumble, heart stumble, simple task fumble. But, through it all, love teaches me how to stay humble, how not to grumble. With love leading, my heart knows how to act, don’t pat me on the back, that’s just a fact. When I fall, love comforts me. When I am lonely, love holds me. That’s why, when love says jump, and I don’t ask why? I just say, how high, to the sky, infinity, or beyond? When, love calls my heart, it’s by name, to my soul, I have no claim, true love is the aim. I become, what love needs me to be, the best version YOU see. In every thought, love wants to be apart, not just an afterthought. Hence, every stage of life, love’s utterance, my spoken word. My poetic sense, not a linguistic pretense. In stillness of soul, through an open heart, love speaks for me!

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Worlds apart, the coming together, love’s close encounter. Two souls aligned, one in heart and soul, an encounter of a different kind. The breadth therein, an eclipse of the heart, divine love in its totality. Time, and space are eclipsed, the heart encountering how a day in love’s gravity, seems like a thousand years. And, a thousand years influenced by its spare, seeming just a day in its fullness. There’s nothing, love’s gravitational allure won’t eclipse. Perception, through the lens of the heart, eclipses what’s seen, within the naked eye’s peripheral. Eyes opened bright, lets in love’s light, becoming a beautiful sight, an eclipse of the heart. The sun, moon, and stars, captivating as they are, they can’t outshine, love’s celestial charm. Lying, like a child in the arms of love, dreams never die, wonders never cease… to be amazing. Love making it become, a total eclipse of the heart!

Every now and then, it’s a struggle, listening to the sound of your tears. And though, life says, the best years have gone, yawn and say to your soul; good morning sunshine. Yes, every now and then, our soul gets a bit restless. Every now and then, we feel a bit helpless. Every now and then, we get a bit angry. Every now and then, heart and mind are at odds, but, turn around; in stillness of soul, the voice of love whispers. When, a shadow is seen, it’s not only a shadow of you, but a reflection of the light within you. Even now and then, our light seems but a flicker, a light nevertheless. The concept of love, withstands. Regardless of heartache, despite heartbreak, love tugs the heartstrings. Whatever the soul faces, the heart’s resilience will eclipse. Every heart has its moment, every soul birthed with its own light, but, somewhere past childhood, the light begins to dim, if the heart’s not protected. Even, in those moments, love enters the darkness, to energize our love. Making our light once again become, a total eclipse of the heart!

Since, it seems like the whole world is talking, about today’s solar eclipse. I don’t get excited, about these kinds of things. This is how I see, love in a heart eclipsing moments. This piece was also inspired in part, by Bonnie Tyler’s well known song from the 80’s; total eclipse of the heart!

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Thirty years, too little, a child’s life ceasing to be. But yet, the love never ceasing, to be held dear. Sudden, could never take from me, the breadth my soul has come to know. In love’s providence, thirty years, could never be appalling; tomorrow’s not promised to behold. So, I put my gaze to the Son, let the benevolent light within, shine down its radiance all my days. My heart, doesn’t need to be rescued, grief has no power to overtake. When the cry becomes, “pass me not, gently save. Hear my humble cry, do not pass me by. ” Change is inevitable, and no heart escapes the moments, we let slip through our hands, cascade within the sands of time. Sometimes, life can seem unfair, but why hold your breath? Meditate on this, breathing isn’t just for living, but leaves you its assurance. Deep love, revives within the breath of life. What it is to be loved, this, what it means to be held, within love’s ensuring breadth. Even, in the moments when what was once held, becomes your heart swept away; embraced by what is, time and space!

This song inspired, Held, was released in 2005, by Natalie Grant. An American singer, and songwriter of contemporary Christian music.

It’s been a while, since I’ve done a song inspired. This one, is dedicated to my daughter. March 9th was her birthday, she would have been 34. March 9th was also my youngest son’s birthday, he turned thirty!

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Everyone that knows me, knows I’m unapologetically driven. The plain and simple truth is, I will never give anyone the opportunity; to confine my heart and soul within any of the proverbial A.B.C, type personalities. The vehicle I use, what drives me to “B,” a rendezvous with destiny. Yes, my heart’s in the driver’s seat, but not at the wheel; love steers my heart. With faith guides my soul, and Grace, navigates the way. You heard right, my heart is driven, “A,” me, on the road to “B.” The purpose, my love arriving at its quintessential destination, to “B”…. intentional. Every journey, has a starting point; “A,” getting you to “B,” proceeding to “C;” if you love has reached its true potential. Like I said, love is, the journey driving me, to “Be”… The question, I present to every heart is this; to “B,” or not to “B?” “What drives your heart,” to “Be”… the best you?

Do you, have the drive that will allow your love to accelerate, or does your heart just pump the brakes, to not allow your heart to become vulnerable? Whenever, the moments become darken, let love’s radiant light, shine in high definition. Not to eclipse someone else’s vision of love, but enhance their perspective. Being intentional on the journey to “B,” matters. Whenever, we depart from the point of it not being about “A”, but how our heart gets to “B,” your love proceeding to “C.” “A,” meant to be the catalyst, the starting point, your soul arriving to its intended destination. Where your love feels at home, giving of itself. The journey, gets your heart there. Inspirational living, the A.B.C’s of a driven heart; loving intentionality!

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Within the stillness, breadth is captured, depth is known. Within the stillness, life flashes, reflections lend itself. Light exposure, what exposes the heart, enhances the soul, illuminating their intrinsic essence. The love within a heart is seen, light emanating through the aperture of one’s soul. An open heart, allows light to become a sensitive balance, offsetting any negative impression. The imagery of one’s soul, a portrait of one’s heart. Moments, capturing a heart’s posture. How the heart adapts, if words are suitable, the love relatable. Vividly explicit points in time, the lens in which one’s nature is perceived. Within the stillness, if love’s existence is evident, the lens bares the soul!

Within the new, within the wake, the heart breathes a silent prayer. Hoping, night will again give way, to what becomes of the dawn. Heart and soul, having no regrets, feeling no guilt, having no shame; needing love as your everything. Within the hourglass, through the sands of time. Moments reveal the heart, if love’s higher calling, bares your soul. Within the newness of every breath, a soul catching its second wind; can’t help but shine. With every renewed perspective, there’s a sight beyond what’s seen. New found hope, gives rise to a profound change of heart, in soul. Every breath taken in life, needs the breadth of love’s tapestry. To be a heart not restrained by what was, but the soul tethered to what is. Within the new, lies the reality of the moment!

*By design, a collaboration in loving memory of my daughter’s spirit, and my heart! Through my heart, her love will be realized!

WCR c/o Justinea Angelina Richards; March 9, 1990 to March 2, 2021.