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Hard work and dedication is this; if you’re dedicated to work hard, life won’t become harder, than it needs to be. Love requires work, truth requires dedication. If, your heart is willing to love true, despite what you have to face. Surely, your soul will remain faithful to show love, regardless of what you have to go through!

Look at her, she’s a portrait, her love elevates my expression. Her heart a capture, my poetic muse; her worth will never pixilate. Splashes of my hue, could never enhance her inner beauty. It just lets her heart know, the texture of my love, with enough warmth to make the colors of her love vibrant. By design, when my soul inclines, the breadth of her love reclines, rest deeply on my heart. A love story, painted on the depth of my soul. My heart is whole, every heartbeat having a purpose. To tell the tale, but with every contemplation; love becomes a little more… breathtaking. Not because, it’s a beautiful portrait, but because it makes a profound difference, in the heart’s perception… of love!

In love, she was conceived; in life, her worth perceived. By design, her love was received; in death, in our hearts, she’s resting soundly. Love that permeates the soul, makes the heart whole!

In loving memory, WCR c/o Justinea Angelina Richards, Mar 9, 1990 to Mar 2, 2021

Wishing everyone, a wonderful Labour Day long weekend!

A heart, focused on getting over the proverbial hump, will surely stumble. Looking back, not forward to what, becomes the soul’s encounter, the heart’s accomplishment. Persistent love, overcomes not because of will, but because of the desire, to act. Don’t, allow a bump in the road, to upend a glass half full perspective. Whether, you’re facing a mountain, or wading through quicksand. Don’t let the struggle be, believing you’re not an overcomer. Every heart, slips up from time to time. Overwhelmed, doesn’t mean overpowered. If we don’t allow our mind, to fall for the wrong kinds of thinking. The heart, will succeed with every conscious decision. A productive soul, turns it’s hope to the light, so the heart can be enlightened. In love’s tranquility, peace is found. Stress will never paralyze, a soul living in the moment, a heart not letting the day, steal your joy. You, don’t have to conquer every fear, for your heart to triumph over adversities. Adjusting your outlook, subdues anxiety. It’s not about mastering emotions, but engaging perception, your heart’s posture; overcoming!

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If your heart is privileged, to be able live a lavished life, but your love not a symbol, of an intentional lifestyle; the love will mean nothing. If you’re able, to rub shoulders with the rich and famous, but your love still not enriched with kindness. How will that influence, benefit someone else’s life? Without giving back, some of love’s intrinsic nature, at best, it’s love devoid of its true meaning. At worst, make something come of its sway. Wealth of love, not about getting, but giving; having means nothing. Your words can go down in history, as profound, but if someone can’t understand, the content within the heart. Words become meaningless, without the context to provide it, something meaningful. If the heart doesn’t resonate love’s significance, the words will be void of its transcendent value. Love is not meant for sometimes, but all the time, regardless of the someone. If, love is not for everyone, then it’s not love, just something. For me and my heart, if love wasn’t for everyone, my love story would be meaningless. Nevertheless, feelings will never get between, how the love will unfold, the story told. My hope, everyone’s love can mean something, truly. Love could never be love, if from an empty place. Every heart wants to receive, but the best love, comes from the deepest place. Loving that’s true, doesn’t weigh if it’s convenient, but acts knowing the inconvenient, doesn’t weigh what’s possible. We should never be too indifferent, to not show your heart, to someone’s need. Life loses its true meaning, if someone else’s humanity, becomes less than. If we’re not moved, when love presents your heart, with a moving scene. How can your love truly say, your compassion is for everyone? Without love, it all means nothing. We all have it within, to make our love, mean Something!

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When, you lay your heart down, face your soul, to the horizon. Beyond the stars, beyond the moonlight, beyond shadows of doubt, heaven is listening, to your every heartbeat. When words feel lost, faith can’t see past indifference. Rest your hope in this, the breadth of love, will meet you where you are. True love, knows the gravity, knows how to be your oxygen. When breathing isn’t so easy, in love’s divine embrace, living becomes easier, When, your heart can’t find the words, to love’s sublime melody, to make your soul sing. Look deep within yourself, love’s everlasting sound, plays within the void, throughout creation’s verse. To make every heart beat stronger, every captured hue, becomes love’s picturesque beauty. After giving it your all, and all your strength seems gone? Just know this, with all what your heart will have to go through, don’t lose hope. To get to the other side, is to go through. Storms will bring the rain, tears will cast its clouded sway. And even though, the sun hides behind a misty perception. Every darkened moment, will always give way to the dawn!

When it feels, like the levees are breaking, let the walls come down. After the mist dissipates, when the rain stops falling, and the clouds roll away; love’s light comes shining. And even if, your breath starts pleading, your soul still feels like it’s drowning, sinking to rise no more, love is the lifeline. If defeat starts calling, and it seems you’re losing the battle. Even if, the fight is just trying to keep it together, be strong. Hold on, don’t let go, hope is never lost. When you know, love is the pathway, that leads to happiness. When you’re hurting, when your heart is grieving, if your faith becomes disillusioned. That’s when, you look to love, to be your stronghold. Your peace in the midst of the storm, the anchor within the depths of your sorrow. One step at a time, one foot in front of the other, how the heart gets one step closer, to reclaim your victory. Isn’t it, just like love, to be that perfect point of view. To show, you’re stronger than you know. In the darkest times, look to the heavens, for that glimmer of hope. Love, will be the shining star, resonating within your heart, and soul!

I look to you, a song by the late, Whitney Houston. Every year for the last four, I’ve written a post for her birthday, with one of her songs in tribute. It was released in 2009, and was awarded the NAACP Image Award; for outstanding song. August 9, 1963, to February 11, 2012

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Life, has many pathways, some beautiful, some colorful, some purposeful, some profound. Some yellow brick, some fickle but; never give up. Some are enlightened, some darkened, some tree-lined, some defined, some rooted. Some pathways promising, some providing, some reflecting, some revealing, some winding. Some the way, some to make you stray, off love’s destined journey. The wide way, paved with wants. The narrow sway, paves love’s divine way. Some paths are for searching, some have you hoping, some for the knowing; the course, the action, for deep reflection. Future paths, sometimes disputable. Living life to its fullness, your worth becomes indisputable. The pathway to progress, the choices we make. Sometimes, the proverbial wrong path is chosen, but that doesn’t mean, your destiny; not predestined, for the getting. Along the path, get some wisdom, some understanding, but most of all, with all your getting; get your heart right…

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