Category: Life

Your Presence is Water!

Your presence is water. Just to know, just to be near, have my soul needing, water. Within my drought’s desert, just one glance, what’s the chance, my heart embraced within its endless dance? Its cascading reign, water sustains, within my eyes its gentle mist; my soul resuscitated by its breathless kiss. So refreshing, so filling, water so fulfilling. My well, its breadth within my heart perpetual swell, water incumbency my tears does tell; its essence of my soul requires no meaningless quell. Water falls, tears answer the call, sweetly befall. Of love’s shower the very hour my heart concedes, seeming just an island its stream. My soul laid bare on tranquil sure, your presence is water. Within flow of its depth, my heart does prep, my soul couldn’t contain so my love wept, poured of its overflowing concept. Of water so deep, perpetually its essence does seep, profoundly keeps, my soul’s breath drowning complete. No one has to know, of my soul no one needs to know, yet when my cup becomes full, like water my heart spills. Nothing else matters, my soul does rather, be swept to fathom my deepest thirst. Searching the depth my soul, I’ve found its essence nestled within the crevices of my breath’s exhale. Only one word comes to mind, only one word comes close to describing one’s heartfelt muse. Love, your presence is water, fill me again, and again!

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Life’s Repositioning!

The Shift!

When a sixth gear isn’t enough, there can still be a persuasive shift. At every dawn, after every yawn, don’t ever let your heart hide, the right perspective changes the tide; take the day on another ride. One, two; buckle your shoe. Three, four; shut the door, to negative impulses. Every day, gear your love’s observation, ignite your soul’s dedication, engage your heart’s rhythmical perception; take hold of mind, and let the goodness roll. No need for pedal to the metal, or any off tempo rhythmic blues. Keep your heart on a swivel, with every shift a repositioning; heart and soul another level. A heart forever racing, the shift attaining love’s excellence, not every heartbeat chasing elusive perfection. Within every high octane well maintained spirit, shift’s sway already taken place! 

Shift’s Poetic Sway!

What if you held to the shift forever, would your heart still be able to believe your soul has another gear?

What if every shift brought a wave of emotion, would it overwhelm your perception? Would the air in your lungs be enough to engage your heartbeat to another level?

What if the shift gave your heart’s gaze better clarity; would a mere glimpse be enough to keep your hopes and dreams focused?

What if the rhythm of your heart was erratic, would every fiber of being experience an impulsive change in perspective?

What if, what if? What if your heart stopped holding its breadth; would your mind be able to comprehend moments in life, within your soul another shift, perpetual repositioning?

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Intuitive Change!

Colourful moments lensed
Moments that lens its muse

Without being asked, Why; its perspective does sway, making the heart’s perception seeing vibrancy of its ways.

Without being told, When; instinctively nevertheless, its intuitive hue leaves the heart profoundly breathless.

Without saying, Where; its presence indicative of its nature. Regardless of what you believe or comprehend; its existence more than a trend, to the last fall defend.

Without saying Who, yet attributes its beauty to the One. Its natural beauty, its evocative brilliance, its ornate depth, its vibrant richness.

Inevitability’s What, picturesque due of autumn’s dazzling muse, colorful leaves draped in irrevocable change. Time’s calling, season’s falling, captivating your gaze with its breathtaking ways; irrespective of momentary haze, life a continuum of predestined change!

*** Some pictures my heart captured during this autumn season! ***

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Never, Ever! 

Never, do I ever want to see the day; love’s enlightened vision loses sight, every horizon portrays its luminous light. Why should any soul give up the fight, ever let its heart not beat with all its might? Life’s ornate breadth taken in through proverbial eyes only, one’s heart never opened up wide enough to realize, intuitively love also expands the depth within one’s soul. Why we should never allow doubts to creep, from within love should organically seep. All hearts are not quintessentially deep, but never-ever underestimate how significant a role your love should play. Love painted from the heart, never tainted by an insignificant brush. Moments can make life feel rushed, awkward moments can make a soul blush; but never would the essence of love’s gentleness fail to make a grieved heart hush. True love hurts never, holds you close what-ever, deeply loves for-ever. Even, when cascading rain leaves eyes misted, even within the midst love’s persuading reign never remiss, to soothe heartfelt with its endearing kiss. Never, should anyone ever let its heart drift from a peaceful sure, unless it’s to drown breathless in love’s deepest ocean. Love is a life preserver; moreover, will never be a confidence betrayer. Though clouds loom, time still leaves room for flowers to bloom. Question is, could any heart think its soul could ever live a fulfilling life, without love being its quintessential reason; Never, Ever!

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Love’s Everlasting Bloom! 

Love grows nurtured, beginning with an intuitive seed, implanted deep within the depth of a prolific soul. Fertilized gracefully its vibrancy flourishes, watered faithfully throughout its essence blooms earnestly. Adequate detail given to its oxygenation, light seeming to glisten through its ornate breadth, its hue blossoming so profoundly. Rough edges pruned gently, soft tunes sway soul deeply. Color of love, so warm, so tender, a picture perfectly painted. Love anticipated, its devotion reciprocated. Heart elated, breath bated; intent sweetly stated. Naturally felt, perpetually grown, love’s effervescence bloom!

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Motivation’s Creed; its Restoration! 

Hope is never overwhelmed; faith never overpowered. Tethered to heart and soul, lifeline when tides of life seek to drown you within its indifferent waters. An emboldened spirit knows tears never mean a heart losing, but its soul choosing to thrive not just survive. When life, overwhelmingly tries to get your worth to hold its breath, exhale with confidence knowing. Breathtaking moments enhance not just love’s perspective, but beauty beyond every heartfelt emotion. Live the life you’ve GOT, not the life someone else says you GET to live. Love builds the future, restores the past. Allowing grace to be your guide, every heartbeat to arrive at its destiny; its inevitable restoration!

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Autumn’s Intuitive Hue! 

Pictures through the lens of Warren Richards

The heart, swayed by love’s intuitive breadth. The soul, moved by the vibrancy of autumn’s hue; heart and soul, left profoundly breathless by love’s divine allure. Every breath taken, every exhale released, its essence held within the pages of life’s ornate beauty. Though tears fall, love’s reign comes leaving its sublime due, soothing misty blues. The end of every season inevitable change, revealing its poetic rhyme has a distinct reason. Fertilized hope allows faith’s blossoming roots to go deep, love naturally growing, glowing resolute and perpetual. Its crimson beauty in any other light, its nuances still as captivating. Through the lens of love’s heartfelt perspective, the world’s beauty though organically captured. Loses its quintessential appeal, if love’s natural tapestry, yet not the fabric of its mosaic texture! 

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Living, Unapologetically!

Being in awe, not of achievements, but strength of one’s determination. Knowing in the here and now, how life’s fullest realization, found within a heart and soul’s lifetime fulfillment. Unapologetic, chasing love’s every heartfelt revelation, obstacles overcome with vigorous dedication. Misplaced regrets serve only to distract, keep one’s mind fixated on the past that can’t be undone. When the focus should be, acknowledging what has passed, yet resolute in giving your all. Not worrying about every fall, but your heart ready to answer the call, stand confident freedom’s reign will befall. Moving forward, keeping vertical, energetically living your best life. Knowing, ambition never ambiguous, living intentionally never frivolous; living boldly, loving fiercely. At the end of every page another beginning, details revealing the story of your heart’s destiny. Forever and a day… at a time live, laugh, love; living breathless unapologetically!

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Honey-Well.

Love has a persuasive tell, heartfelt intuitively the heart swell; every day, the soul needing its fill. The moment swaying to be still, the soul basking in the warmth of its presence, giving more than a momentary thrill, but so many perpetual chills. One’s heart provoked, overwhelmed tears gently spill. Love’s reign pouring at will, filling up the soul’s empty well; heart gripped by its breathtaking allure. Life’s sweet ambiance, scented with the richness of love’s deep lavender smell. At the watering spring, heart does its thing, fill the soul’s cup with love’s overflow. Indulged by its favor, outpouring of its essence savored. Streams of love, one’s soul dipped deeply in its well, becoming apparent its fountain of youth. Oh, please don’t get it twisted, deep love isn’t a wishing well, gives you so much more than ever wished. Pennies a day, love giving one’s heart capability to know, its most earnest price requires one’s soul to be profoundly willing; to give even what seems insignificant. Tell me, is there a well within your soul, or a gaping whole within your heart? Even if so, dig a little deeper, love’s quintessence of heart and soul’s well keeper. So many put the proverbial cart before the horse, then wonder why the moment never leads you to love’s enlightened sure. Place in your heart, where love’s intuitive breadth becomes one’s innermost drowning breathlessly. Yet knowing well, love’s deepest meaning isn’t what it spells, but what the gauge of it tells. Love’s most sweetest nectar, found dipping one’s heart in its sappy well, one’s soul deeply saturated within. Of its sweetened hopes, of sweet dreams, honeyed love tethered to sweetest of hearts!

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Of its Delightful Ethos!

Love’s ethos, a soul giving the best of its thoughts, its warmth, its time, its compassion. Its most endearing heartbeat with echoes of its uplifting verse, emitting the most beautiful parts of its innermost life force. A moody light, still a reflection of a heart’s ambiance, revealing the most luminous breadth of love’s deepest desire. Spirit to spirit, heart to heart; the climate of our hopes profoundly shifting the culture, manifestation of sustainable dreams. Where breath isn’t the art of just breathing, but tapestry released of love’s most intuitive exhale, without fail, of verbs that will never flail. Love’s prevailing tendency, of every soul’s dependency, fortifying every heart’s positive independency. Where character matters, its essence doesn’t rather, its tenor deeply pleased to do on to others. Love’s influential characteristics displayed, its actions playing a quintessential role. Life’s principled aspirations, tethered to love’s sublime goodness, its delightful encounter; heart and soul knowing the divine nature of its most endearing ethos!

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