Live strong, live longing, live to be, intentional with your heart. And if, fear comes to steal your joy, tell it with confidence. I won’t be coy, to let you think my heart’s a toy. Love focused, being, loving the best way you know how. To the unknown, never cow, to indecision never bow; love shows intentionally how. Laugh out loud, chuckle at indifference, trying to get your resolve to buckle. Pressure, without measure, faith that stands tall in every whether. Laugh long, live true; it will keep your love accountable. Love, just a symbol, could never be intentionally nimble. To love deeply, live purposefully, laugh spontaneously. True loving, an intentional lifestyle, living a heartfelt freestyle; knowing, laughing never goes out of style. Only, enhances how the heart loves, how the soul lives. How all together, it influences heart and soul, to benefit someone else’s life!
Anthem of the heart, what leaves an impression on the soul, residue of an enduring legacy, a life lived. What, does it truly mean to dream, the Impossible Dream; one’s heart, running into places, the brave dare not go? Can, Any Love find its way, moved by love’s sway? Everyone, needs love no doubt, for every soul, would feel so alone without. Everybody, hopes to someday find love’s bliss, but first, wrap your heart around this. Here and Now, promise to love faithfully. Little Miracles, happen every day; you just, need to be a heart with its love true. Always and Forever, love in your own special way; melt every heart with a smile. Just that, tells them you really care, a heart that would dare; to let your love shine. I believe, in the Power of Love. Every daughter’s heart, moment tethered to their soul’s mate, the request; Dance with My Father. Knowing, A House is Not a Home, without love. It’s, So Amazing, to be loved; how it tugs at the heart, like a stringed instrument. And, when love’s absolutely pure, it feels like a lyrical ballad; saying. Love, it’s All About You, not about me. “There is no one more beautiful, than you are to me, and I am proud to know, I’m here by your side. Let my love be the sway, the sunshine that brightens up your way,” what, a faithful heart provides. Becoming two hearts, two hearts beating as one, love!
Luther Ronzoni Vandross Jr, 1951-2005. He was an American soul and R&B singer, songwriter, and record producer, widely known as the “Velvet Voice”. He sold over 40 million records worldwide, achieved eleven consecutive RIAA-certified platinum albums, and won eight Grammy Awards, including Song of the Year in 2004 for “Dance with My Father”. He was also inducted into the National Rhythm & Blues Hall of Fame and the Grammy Hall of Fame.
This post, a montage of some of my favorite Luther songs. Something, I’ve been looking to write for the last few years, but haven’t had the time. Like so many other artists, whose voices have left a lasting impression. Whitney Houston, Kenny Rogers, who I’ve written posts about in the past. Hopefully, this post resonates! Apr 25, 2025
If you would like to read, Kenny’s Montage I shared in 2022, Here: is the link.
The Tag: A soul, producing heartfelt prose, a heart releasing its symbiotic film. Layers of the heart’s innermost, revealing the soul’s cinematic story!
The Plot: Sometimes, in life our soul can feel trapped; a heart under fire, feeling no one has your back. But, make up within heart of hearts, your resilience will never give in, will never surrender to fear of the unknown. The battles our soul faces, build character, the fears our heart slays, strengthen confidence, emboldening our resolve. Beyond every horizon, faith abounds, found within hope’s renown!
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When, the day won’t let your heart be, soul struggling to breathe. The breathless moments, the battles that leave a heart feeling vulnerable, truth be told. When, indifference tries to blindside your soul’s resolve, ambushed your hopes, plot against your daydreams. Your soul, caught within the crossfire of needs, your heart facing an insurgent of wants. Your heart and soul, deep within the trenches of life, battling on-slot of emotions. Heart and mind conflicted, anxiety, being vindictive. Love, doing its best to reign, but oh, the illusive nature of tear’s diabolical rain. Grace under fire, wayward thoughts scheming with stress; to abandon core beliefs. The heart, cleaving to one’s hopefulness, prudence will prevail. The battle for mind, body, soul; the struggle that rises with the dawn. Mind asking the heart, do you have the strength to endure, fighting for the health of your soul. Words pierced deeply, a bleeding heart, overwhelmed by the incoming. If, love has the final say; it’s a triumphant heart, wielding an endearing outlook!
Battle scars, never defines the soul’s resilience, exposed, never indicative of a heart losing, just tested; vested. If ever, night becomes the heart’s daunting foe, relinquish to it woes, watch as into the abyss it goes. A barrage of lies, deeply wounded do pry, but will never penetrate, armor of a guarded heart. Though, deep in the pit, seeming like hell. Yell if you must, just don’t cuss. On the cusp, of a soul well knowing thus; always the darkest, before the dawn. While, serving honorably, no need to cover up your flaws. Every heart, at some point must, give an account for its soul’s decision; stood for principles, abandoned just beliefs? During the heat of the moment, a faithful heart endures, trusting the process. Whenever, life drops a bomb, aimed at devastating your beliefs. Even, a heart in tatters, clinging to strands of confidence, its soul unshakable. A soul, finds its greatest reprieve, in knowing its profoundest worth. The encounters, deepening the heart’s preservation. Virtue of its courage, while yet under fire!
This post, inspired by an American war drama film, released in 1996; courage under fire, starring Denzel Washington, and Meg Ryan. I haven’t watched it in years, but have seen it a few times, to remember the plot. It came to mind yesterday, and thus a peak into my heart. Hope you enjoyed it, and if you haven’t seen the movie, check it out, it’s worth watching!
Unconditional love, reveals itself in the best of times, even in the worst of times, especially in times of need; for we are. It doesn’t matter, if our hearts are the nearest, if love given the dearest. We, could never be people divided, if hearts connected, souls living in harmony. Prospering together, united forever, heartfelt humanity. As brothers, as sisters, as kindred spirits; sharing our hearts, our hopes, our love story being our bond, to infinity and beyond. Family, not about eyes wide open to see, but one’s heart, not closed off to perceive, letting the heart receive. True love, never needs a reason to be, just the desire to cleave. Heirs, and joint heirs, hearts giving the best of. Differences, doesn’t make our perception unique, it just makes our perspective indicative, of who we are deep down. Family, lift each other up, stand in the gap, to be a pillar of strength, hence. Sheath tolerance, and love will surely wield expectance. “If pricked, shall not one’s heart bleed? If tickled, shall one’s soul, not laugh out loud?” Live long and prosper, together; not a figment of science fiction, but love’s noble quest, where togetherness boldly goes!
Family; people, or group of peoples, regarded as deriving from a common race; human. An extended hand, is a heart, extended!
I have a frugal heart, but my love never cheap, it reaps because it sows. Love is an investment, to my sweet lady, give it generously; no wasted days, wasted nights. Cherish the love we have, cherish the life we live. Love is the truest wealth, my frugal heart has it in abundance, and I’m, saving all my love for you, a heart in need. Pennies a day, penny lover, my love won’t cost a thing; penny for my thoughts, your love has so enriched my soul. Oh, if I can be so bold, no change is needed. If truth be told, you’ve given so much love to this frugal heart of mine. Excess love, my frugal love is, the entire sum that affords my heart and soul. My heart, would surely have no worth, if all the riches in the world were what caused my soul to be bankrupt. My frugal love, would never cost any heart a dime, or be eclipsed by time. My heart, frugal for one inherent reason, my love would be enough, available always. Many hearts, spend so much energy chasing after things, that when the time comes their love is spent, their heart was never frugal. A frugal heart, never careless with its words, or its provision. Love seeps, so not to overwhelm with the breadth of its portion. Love’s doesn’t deprive, it derives from its frugalness, found within the beauty of its bounty!
In the middle of life’s journey, island, and streams. Where, silent rivers run deep, traversing the breadth therein, along the sands of time. My island, submerged within the midst of love’s deepest ocean. Its unfathomable depth, lies deep within a peace I’ve come to know. A place, my soul calls home, a love my heart hones. Love’s quiet streams, cascading gracefully, flowing deeply. Warm tropical islands, breathless shores, footprints in the sand, hand in hand. Love carries, breath sustains, gaze captures, by the beautiful riverside. Tender love is divine, its dedication sublime, stand the test of time. Islands and stream, no waves in-between, for love casts its reprieve. Hearts relying on each other, one heart to another, holding its word, sailing love’s horizon. When moments seem, coraled stream’s edge, jagged water’s ridge, never deserted island’s pledge. An island with everything, still nothing if you’ve got no one, to make its streams become something, refreshing. So, row, row, row love’s boat gently down the stream, merrily it finds hopes and dreams. A heart, not letting its soul lose sight of what matters, what deepens life, broaden one’s intuitive sea; beyond islands, within streams!
My heart, has never claimed to be eloquent, what’s deep down, what needs to be evident, what’s spoken for be relevant. My soul, bound by its vow, my heart tethered to the know how, to be married to its conviction. The moment, my heart jumped the broom, my soul was groomed to make room. In a world, wanting to silence your voice. What they fail to understand, for many years, my voice lived deep within a silent river. Drowning breathlessly, in an introverted see, of what my heart perceived. When, a child realizes his father, refuses to acknowledge his worth, mother was too preoccupied with life. His heart, could have found itself lost, within the depth of the silence. But, my words reserved, to let my soul be preserved, my heart be deserved, of being spoken for. Not enough, could have been the narrative, but my heart found an alternative. The spirit inside, said my heart was so much more, than what hopelessness deceives. In the midst of life’s battles, within the valley of shadows, my heart didn’t fear the unknown. My soul, persevered within the trenches, my heart kept focused under fire. It’s been tested, now it’s vested. A heart not ashamed, to let the story be known, what has been fortified. Pictures my heart paints, texturized by what my soul knows, profoundly framed in the meaning of its portrayal. And now, the words my soul finds, bleeds inked from the bottom of my heart, revealing they’re spoken for. When, the trajectory of my story, could have been predictable. The worth I found deep within, made it tenable. Within the stillness of my soul, Love made it known, my heart, spoken for!
The bye and bye, giving yesteryear its kiss, and say goodbye. Within the new, from time to time the heart will cry, remembering the bye and bye, how love wiped away tears, giving the soul wings to fly. Every heart, has encountered the saddest days of life. But hearts profoundly flourish, when we stop living looking behind, at what was. Sometimes, life calls with a bit of bad news, I want to hold you back; but good news, this too shall pass. A heart knowing how to weather the cold, never whethers if love’s warmth it will behold. In a world, where so many hearts just survive, clinging to the bye and bye. Like honey, love thrives, within the crevices of its hive. The road ahead is long, but the journey makes one’s resolve strong. So, mountains won’t have its way, valleys don’t have any sway. Tell life’s sorrows, the missteps of the past bye-bye, adios, cheerio, sayonara, arrivederci. So long, farewell; adieu, to you and you and you. I hate to go, but my heart’s not willing to miss this pretty sight; my worth’s awakening. What we have, what makes the heart and soul sing, embraced forevermore, in the here and now!
On the road called life, the search for one’s purpose, the trek to boldly go, where love has its sway. Time to time, in love’s journey we get lost, just trying to find ourselves. One moment, the hills seem so alive, with the sound of music. Then, in the blink of an eye, the music fades. The silence so deafening, it’s shattered dreams. But, Hope comes knocking at your soul, helping pick up the pieces of your heart. And, another quest to discover, rediscover more of life’s endearing moments, through the lens of love. Every day, for our heart life has a test, the request, do our very best. Within the moments, in every season rediscovering destiny’s reason. Love’s trajectory destined, swayed by resolve’s perception. The cusp of every breath’s beginning, relying on the heart’s breathless expedition, uncovering the nuances of love’s every breadth. Along the heart’s quest, love lights a candle, the soul guided by the wick of its hue. Navigating life, belief from deep within your chest, to reach the attainable crest. Unbearable, never to be mistaken same as unbelievable. Unbearable moments, can’t refute the heart’s unbelievable resilience. Life’s daily quest, to be all you can be, without being so much in haste, forgetting the journey gets us all there, with grace. Hearts persuaded, to chase after your dreams. Worth compelled to live, love, laugh, have your being. Not compromising your soul, trying to fit into someone else’s re-quest. The soul’s quest, to follow your heart, be led by love’s northern star, its quest near or far. The moon, the sun, the stars, revolving in love’s benevolence. During the quest, the inevitable wrestle with our heart and the bear, the sorrows that leave our soul at a loss. But yet, what seems hopeless, has a tendency to leave a heart speechless, with every fearless conquest. A heart with the courage, to fight not just for what’s right, but what in the wee hours, holds our soul tight. Every heartfelt encounter, the quest to be, seen fighting for what we love, the truth in what we believe. The Quest… ion is, do we live the journey, to its fullest?
Love, takes hearts into the new, the journey to find its vista. Renewed hopes and dreams, where darkness can’t sway the light, within an enlightened soul. Love’s wondrous star, lends you its angelic light, to be the radiant beam, emanating within a soul’s benevolent hue. A heart in a place, where beliefs precede new possibilities, begets life’s new opportunities. When night befalls, the soul harkens to hear, love’s endearing call. In you, love is the candle, its flame giving a heart sight. Within the twilight, hope permeates into the dawn. Letting the morning light become, love’s glow penetrating the day. Smiling beautifully, shining endlessly, illuminating life’s essence breathlessly, love’s ray of sunshine. When life comes crashing down, even just a flicker, kindles hopelessness. Love’s wick, sparked by tethered hearts, candled light of love’s vigil, providing comfort within the window of lost souls. Stepping into the new, distinguishes the flame of blue, love’s light lit true. Everyday’s newness, be caring, its breadth be sharing; love, and the grace within. Every heart, elevating its perspective, igniting its soul a new. A children of the light, open to forever let the love within shine!
A Love Story! 
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