Category: Life

The Planned Escape!

The silent river, the introverted depth capsized, by a deep ocean. Every escaping breath, what needed to be held. The heart pouring, the crimson tide receiving. Every breathless encounter, never ceased to amaze, every gaze captured. The heart arrested, in the surrender. Why fight the power to slip away, swept by the still water. The cascading love, drowns breathlessly. When chains are broken, but the heart forever tethered. Every planned escape, becomes another retreat… deeper. The heart flying the cooped, with wings and a prayer. Every pursuit, the great escape… into depth of love. When you’ve reached, the love transcends. Your words run away, love had your heart… at speechless. You never again, have to duck and cover, a heart so exposed. The heart of a child, playing duck, duck, goose. The soul coming loose, chasing butterflies. The joy of love, no longer contained; the heart spilling the beans. The breadth of love, escaped into the atmosphere. Love escapes the mind, when the choice didn’t reveal intentional. Love reacting, the heart never acting. Love confined, a soul; not knowing the freedom. Love should never be shaken, just stirred. The glass never half empty, always half full. Every drip of love, feeling like water soothing. Seeping through the heart, outpoured running over endlessly. You can never, run from the day. But your soul can escape, into an oasis. My heart, has no need for a random getaway. For me and my soul, it’s a planned escape, the needed retreat. Not into myself, but into the heavenly. Every day, resting the cares of the heart. Without allowing, your love to be on vacation. To stay or to vacate, keep or be spent. Holding the breadth, but losing your breath. My escape, retreat into the divine; stay in the love. To not let the surrender, be the afterthought. Escaping is a choice, to live free. Even for the diehard, heart with a lot on the go. Love in action, will never be a heart bruised. When love forever, becomes the planned escape. The devotion, my heart… undistracted!

WCR

Song Inspired; You Were Loved!

Have you ever, wished you could turn back clock, change the sands of time? It was but a moment, life’s cloaked in fleeting vapors. Losing your breath, sometimes bitter, sometimes so sweet. Love, took my breath, on the wings of an angle. So many times, I wanted to pick up the phone. Tell you, I don’t have to miss you, won’t try to hold on to the years. I will, always keep you close. Your love is forever, in our heart. I will cry, but will never shed a tear. I will keep it, bottled up. Just let the overflow, run through my silent river. Then poured, deeper. Your heart be loved, with each breath taken. Though, the soul journeys home. Your love, has reserved a special place, next to my heart. I lost a breath, but your love helps me find it. In life, the heart chases dreams. We need not forget, in searching; find the true meaning, to life. Knowing a love, profound with meaning. Diamonds in the hand, not a treasure the heart can hold. You can’t say, you have a diamond. If the love, doesn’t shine through it. You can have riches, but without love. What do you have, to call your priceless treasure? In this world, everybody searches for peace. The only place to find it, within the heart. The greatest gift, life can truly give. Having a love, that meant something. One, you can look back on, see if the love touched? If the breadth, was deeply held; the love, found in the deepest place? The most precious treasure, needs to be kept safe. Not with lock, with love this the key. It’s profoundly better, when on display. My baby girl, unlocked a well guarded place!

You ask for words, but speechless become the heart. You can ask the waves, why swept away? But, before knowing the answer, emotions another flood. You ask the tree, how deep the roots? For life, begins under ground. You can ask the grave, don’t take your breath. But tears, how the ground feels the reign. Strong hope, breaks what comes to chain. I wish, I didn’t have to write this. But, I’m thankful; my heart gets to say this. Remembering, will not out weigh this. We have history, love the story. The good days, not weighed by a bad day. The heart goes on, one day at a time, love gets you through it. Thank You, for letting us know your heart. Distance, won’t overcome the miles. Love’s a journey, the road knows the destination. But it’s the chosen path, that holds the true destiny. Even now, love puts a face, to what makes the heart smile. That’s, the power of love. My advise, to every heart. Always remember, to tell that special person; You’re Loved. Leaving, not a kiss to say goodbye. But a moment to say, our love will meet again. Love felt, a heart touched, by one with a special love. The breath taken, someone reached in; held it forever. It doesn’t matter, when time finds forever. When I lay me down, this my heart will know. In the wake, my soul will find love, waiting… to take my breath. Why, I’m saving all my love. All the love, you’ve given. My love, is your love… breathing, still!

* For the last three years in August, I’ve picked one of Whitney Houston’s songs, to be a Song Inspired. This year, because of my own daughters passing in March 2021. One week before her 31st birthday, which I wrote about back then. We got passed COVID, only for our hearts to be blindsided, with something else. This post, was written with her in mind. It will also be dedicated anyone, who has also lost a loved one recently! This song, was released in 1998. Hope, it blessed your heart?

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Salt, and Light!

Love, a heart with a particular kind. Not, the flavor of the week. But, favor shared indeed, to a heart in need. Love, is a shining light, radiating with a heavenly glow. A little bit of favor, a recipe to surely make, what was baked in. Seeing the moment made, someone feel lighthearted. From a kind word, that took away the bitter taste. Set the table, be the light, with the right ambiance. Let the love be literal, not just seen in the peripheral. Show, how much love has history. Yesterday’s love, left a lasting taste. The breadth preserved, lingering in the heart for days. The blessings today, the season tomorrow. To show, love is the savored reason. Why, love won’t be worth its salt. Until it’s seen, in the best light. A heart deserving to see, how your love shines. Vibrant, with the color of love. Let the mood, be lighted. Giving love the room, to become enlightened. To be a lamp, is to give light. To make light, when the day; doesn’t seem so bright. Love illuminates, but it’s the heart that beams. Love, will help to ignite, a hidden passion. Every heart, is filled with substance, to let the love be substantial. Added, with a fresh amount of spice. The essence of your character, will be love rising up, like the sun. A heart shining, the beautiful light. Love, showcasing how much vigor, is displayed through the zest. Hearts are influenced, minds are changed, lives are impacted. When shown love, that has Salt, and Light!

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Inspirational Friday; What it Becomes!

A heart, with wings like a butterfly; chasing dreams. The soul, feeling the wind, soaring on the breadth. Every daze, becomes another gaze… into the bliss. The heart, rising with another dawn; captivated by another Day-to-Dream. The vision, the realization; the breath -taking. Hope spreading, the butterflies chased… away the doubts. Vulnerabilities, not deterred by shadows. In every horizon, dreams are revealed. Chase the raging river, your insecurities. Will surely yield, to every relentless pursuit. Though the water flows, let love be the ocean. Fathom the depth, know the deeper meaning. A dream, needs your soul to be still. So your heart can be comforted, by a song in the night. Through, every contemplative imagination. Truth is found, so the love can sustain. Follow your heart, pursue your dreams… into the dawn. Hopes, dreams. You have to get beyond the ponder, to behold the wonder. Dreams soar, setting your sights in the heavens, not to the stars. Beyond sight, to the unseen. A desire, becomes the dream. Thrusted into reality, by the created design. The manifested beauty, what the heart will treasure. Chasing, Dreams!

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The Need, Run to You!

My heart, runs to You. Though the days are short, the night seems long. Your love, what moves my soul. A heart, captured by a spell-bound; love, wrapped in a crimson hue. Even when, the thinking becomes a stumble, the path of another fall. The rain, the heart, the cry; another run… to you. Love is a river, with waves of emotions. A feeling of exhausting, eclipses by a heart knowing. You have to make love, the relentless pursuit. To drown in the depth of the sea, you have to chase the butterflies. Hold the breadth, to be a heart swept away, by the crimson tide. That’s forever compelling, deeply propelling. A heart energized, a soul breathing in the enlightenment. Love is the wind, beneath your wings. That makes you rise up, to soar even higher. So, whenever you fall, love will always be the comfort. Keeping you, from a heart broken, with a shattered faith… in love. You chase after love, despite all of life’s obstacles. Every day, you lace up my heart. Sprint into the arms of love, let it take your breath. The beautiful journey, the marathon through the years. Telling you, it’s finished. You’ve found the heart, you have the love, and peace… within the embrace. Giving you the desire, to do it again, and again. The heart and soul, with the Need, Run to You!

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The Quiet Beauty!

My friends, may your heart know; your soul take hold, see, touch, and feel. The quiet beauty, found in the true breadth of love. The quiet light, the night light; shining on pages. When the ink dries, the light illuminates, the story is told. A heart exposed, shows a soul laid bare. May you, know you can always. Rest your eyes, lay your heart. On the breadth, that lies within. God’s love, what lays the bedding. What will be the comforter, when the days are cold. Where my soul, finds a peaceful rest. Pull back the cover, slip into the ambiance. No fluff, no pretense. Just a love story, to press up against your soul. Be encouraged, let faith be the living proof. Love, presses through the twilight, to become the dawn. That will enlighten, the living hope. That’s a quiet beauty, found in every heartbeat. Leaving the heart, overwhelmed, and speechless. Love, a song in the night. There’s, always a story time, when love becomes the tale. On the wings of love, hold the breadth. Chase the butterflies, chase your dreams. Be sold out, may all your dreams come true. May your book, have reflections of the book. Highlighting, an inward look… to the love within? When, the word presses up against your heart. Breath is taken, words seems lost. You lose your breath, so search your heart!

To find, how a Like, turns into Love, and the Appreciation? Words, can never truly Press in. Until the love, is illuminated by the light… within. Every subtle shift, reveals hidden shadows. Places where, the love didn’t eclipse. When the Word is deeply Pressed, into the heart. The ink will say forever, you have a place within the soul. You can’t iron on love, or try to apply with a well known adhesive. All by itself, love will be the glue, to fix what is broken. Love is the pillar, never meant to become a statue. Looking, but never doing. Love is the quiet beauty, always looking for a moment, to leap into action. Does your love, have substance; with food for the soul? Does the word move, a heart feeling touched, as the love took your breath? Under the quiet, LOVE is that bold. It has, a quiet confidence, boundless the quiet strength. To hold your every breath, not let you exhale. Even the quietest love, can profoundly move your every heartbeat. To face every fear, and the quiet struggles, courageously. A heart, knowing how to find, quiet moments… to just breathe. This piece, for all the hearts. Radiating a bright hue, in every clustered page. Knowing, the heart is the living proof; that love transcends. When it becomes more, than just a pretty Word. In itself, love radiates a crimson presence. The power, when the Press; starts in your soul. A heart changed profoundly, the love expressed; becomes life changing. Even if, words become lost. Chase the butterflies, let your heart resonate. A soul being inspired, by the Quiet Beauty… in love!

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Only, If Love Says Yes!

Choices, what a heart makes, to shape each decision. That paints a portrait, of the true artistry. That a heart is not just made, it’s molded… by love. The heart, takes a breath. When love, lets it exhale. In the darkness, the fog of life, can blind the heart. But, let love be, the song in the night. The persuading light, the ray of hope, piercing the dark. The gentle whisper, heard in the stillness, of your soul. Love, what makes the heart say yes. Even if, the thought a resounding no. Let love be the anchor, the firm foundation. That makes the difference, seeing the truth. Never let love be, just a chance encounter. When love, takes you by the heart, hope will never be lost. In the darkest moments, love will always shine the brightest. What other force, could ever be greater; to eclipse the light… of love? Love says, I got you, I get you, I know your heart. It gives of itself, the true essence within. Love doesn’t tell you, how to live life. It encourages you, to live your best life. Live it true, letting the heart be, love on display. Even, when no words are heard. Love speaks, softly. Holds you, gently. Engages you, always. It’s meant to be held, close to the heart. So it can be felt, deep in the soul. Love, the ocean, a heart hopes to drown in. Every day, be grateful. Knowing, that in every wake. You know how to take each breath, clothed in the right mindset!

Love, will always take you by the heart. Forever look for ways, to feed the soul. Even if, the heart starts down the right path, but becomes a winding road. Even, at the crossroad, a heart not knowing which way to turn. Love reminds you, hope is never lost. Sometimes, we don’t always know which move to make. Just, don’t let love become a game. Heart beats are moving, but the heart seeming the pawn, in a chest game. The true meaning of love, not profoundly valued. As the greatest gift, not kept heavily guarded, but easily yielded. Love, doesn’t just survive, it thrives. The heart, the most valuable tool, in the chest. The heart and soul, in harmony. Every heartstring, an instrument… of a resounding love. Love, says I will do it, be a light. Act, to always show kindness. Love in action, not seen as random. Love says, what I have inside. I will give it, again and again… without question. Give, my very best? Absolutely not. This can only happen, when love says yes. Then, the heart shows up like a warrior. Roars like a lion, becomes a mighty conqueror, for whatever rises up. Love, has the strength to move you, with just the breadth. It’s the lifeline, when the tide tries to take you under. Love, has the power to save. Love, bows to grace. ComPassion the fruit, love at the very core. Hear me please, don’t let a heart have to plead. Mercy said no, so love, could say yes. Love, will never act alone. The heart, has to agree, give permission. Love should be, in the things we do, in the things we say; the thing, what sways. But only, if love says yes!

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Just!

I try, to be a simple man, with a quiet heart. Every heartbeat, dances to a simple rhythm. To the beat, or not to the beat. Never the question, when love moves your soul. My heart, knows the simplified melody. To a simple song, the essence in a simplistic verse. I Love You. A soul, indulging in one simple pleasure. Give love, my undivided devotion. Living, in the moment, embraced by the beauty. The slow waltz, to endless love. The breadth, held forever… breathlessly. To know it, is want it. To have it, is to need it. The abundance, that draws you in, holds you close. Moving you, to share the love, without question… if deserved? A fire, what keeps love blazing. The soul from becoming, a heart so cold. The warmth, should radiate a simple love, feeling like a gentle touch. Every day, love drawing the heart and soul even closer. Just, the path where the soul, finds the greatest truth. The purer the love, the less the heart needs to work. For the love, to be justified. How, the heart conquers the day, navigates a complex world. Avoiding the mind feel, letting the heart level the field; whatever enters the battlefield. To make sure, love wins every time. Deploy, just one simplistic thought; Just breathe! Let love, fight the battles, cover up the battle scars. For the days, the heart falls… short of being Just. This, the absolutely must. Don’t try, to justify. Rise up with the dawn, brush off the dusk, pursue the relentless chase. And give Love, Just this; Every breath!

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A Story; Peeling, Back the Layers!

Love, do you mind, if I just hang around you? Sit here, be still; in the presence, and gaze forever… into your heart. You, will never have to worry. My love, won’t bite. My heart, just wants to feast, on a delightful love. You, won’t ever have to wonder? If I, would monkey around with your heart. But let this, truth be told. In the past, before my soul knew true love. My heart, has gotten in some monkey business. From a distance, my heart could see the love, feel the draw. The love, drew my heart, to swing your way. Swayed my soul, to come closer. I hope, the line doesn’t get twisted. Love, not about what’s on the surface, but what’s inside. Love is a choice, that requires action. Pulling back, the layers. To let the love, become much deeper. Finding the love, that’s beyond words, leaving the heart speechless; priceless. Seeing, not the same as letting it; get closer to your heart. The double take, every breath. This, the heart’s confession. When the heart, gazes upon a special love. Breath, taken, and the soul… waiting to exhale. Even when, my faith in love was green. Love, remained so ripe. For the taking, a hold of the heart. The tree with life, whispering love… into my soul. Telling me a tale, the love, will keep my heart close!

A heart, needs to go out on a limb. So, the soul can know, love as the greatest gain. You, don’t have to go bananas. In the stillness, that’s how you learn. To live your best life, in the moment. Not letting, love slip through your fingers. The heart races, sometimes it chases. But, let the pursuit, be a substantive meaning. In the jungle, called life. I’ve searched high, and low to find. Love, in of itself will resonate, its own profound beauty. It’s made to become, nourishment for the soul. Let, the roots of love go deep. A love that makes, every heartbeat, feel some kind of change. The taking of your breath, to a higher plane. See the one tree, but don’t let your heart, miss the forest. Love, precious in the finding; but deeper, with the giving. The color of love, fresh and vibrant. Decorative in scope, deep like crimson, forever the becoming. A heart knowing, how peeling back all the layers. Showing that deep down, love’s the tastiest passion fruit. Tender, fulfilling; gentle on the heart. Fruits of the labor, not about getting stuffed. But letting love, feed the heart and soul; as you indulge in the breadth. Love, too divine to just throw away. Even, if there’s a slip? Don’t let love become, a broken heart. Let the breadth of love, peel back the veil. To reveal all the layers, within the heart. A love, deeply overwhelming, and forever consuming!

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