When the day, collides with your heart. And every breath seems not enough, to sustain both heart, and soul. When the feeling, becomes likened to a soul, at a lose. Your words become a runaway, a heart giving chase… to find. Every heartbeat, knowing the breathless love. But yet a soul, colliding against the gentle breadth. How, could anyone believe it to be an accident? When my every breath, no longer has to grasp to be in control. A heart being intentional, trying to let go every meaningless restraint. My true foundation, therein to be revealed; as my greatest strength. Every collision of love, helps my heart to firmly stand… the test, of time. The deepest love, colliding against every rocky sure. The sands of time, never to be the change in depth. Every encounter, every shift; becoming a love much deeper. The presence, revealed in a heart revealed; here, now, forever. To know the true gravity, within a weightless love. In the silence, in the toss and the turns. The river, a constant flow. Colliding, breathlessly with a deep ocean. Having little strength, to keep on swimming. Doesn’t mean having no hope, that the current; won’t be soul, needing to go deeper. Strength to strength, faith to faith. Glory to glory, revealed when; the love collides profusely. A soul caught up, in the rapture therein. A heart stirred, beyond just emotions. But living deeply, in the forever. Every collision, meant to be breathtaking. The love playing, like a symphony. Every cord pulling strings, like a heavenly song. The power of love colliding, divinely with heart and soul!
Your love, speaks so clearly to my heart. But yet sometimes, the head gets ahead of the heart. So, tell my heart this; why do You, truly want to solve a problem like me? Is it as simple, as figuring out why this square root? Has found so much depth, the deeper Your love gets? Finding the root cause, makes my heart skip another beat? For growing up, I had a stuttering problem. Maybe it was because, my heart seemed to be such a fast talker? A heart off to the races, trying to fight a wayward battle, in my own strength. Why now, I can’t help but to let Your love; take hold of my soul. A heart trying, not to get too far ahead of Your grace. The amazing part, the moment Your love took a hold of my soul. My heart, has learned the love within deep breathing. How to control speech, drowning within a silent river. Problem solving, relearning what begets true breadth. A heart, not doing the talking. Just let the soul, do the pivotal listening. How to let, every syllable of love be profound. Not just be pronounced, as words in a meaningless exercise. A heart, can stutter on words; but the love, should be perfectly clear. Some days, my heart faced so many problems. A soul, with many problems to solve. But, the solution remains forever the same. Your heart, plus nothing; minus any doubt, Your love will never be enough. A heart, can be great at solving puzzles. But yet can’t see, when something is truly missing, in a broken world. Whenever, my heart has a problem; Your love, will forever be the answer. Every heart, will surely meet a problem. Why, my hope will never be in a man. Especially when, an unforeseen dilemma; becomes part of the problem. The solution, involves a heart question; but the answer not so clear. Where does a heart turn, for a problem solving? Thank goodness, for every conundrum there will always be. A way to reach, The Problem Solver!
Before my soul, makes a move. Before my heart, skips another beat. I want to hear Your love, speaking through my every breath. Then, when my soul has resoundingly heard Your voice. But, even before my heart utters a single word. Before I take a step forward, I want to know; the place where Your heart needs my love to be? And once, I can truly say I know Your heart? Maybe then, my soul will; surely want to take another breath. For without the breadth of Your love, how can my heart truly be moved; to be forever guided by the light? Your heart is the path, Your love my amazing grace. May my heart, never again want to move. Not before, I have relinquished; holding back a single breath. For breathless is the place, Your love needs my soul to be!
Your love speaks, every breadth echoes resoundingly. I am moved, imagining what will become of my soul. Clear every obstacle, relentlessly kick down every single wall; desperately trying to block out the day. Whenever my soul gets anxious, Your love becomes the only thing; that can quiet my heart. Don’t allow any barriers, to come between what Your love truly means, and how much closer my heart needs to be. A realigned mind, body, soul. Speak, let Your love breathe. Let my heart, be absolutely lost to find words. Make the breadth of love so loud, let Your love be all; my heart will forever hear. Tell my heart, to hush, and just listen; for what You will have of my soul? Let Your love be, the only spoken word. Let my heart resoundingly affirm; it is well, with my soul. The softer my heart becomes, the more Your love becomes the breathless living word. My heart and soul wants to know, how to truly listen; Speak!
Beautiful King, what can I do for You; what kind of gift can my heart bring? Gold, frankincense, and myrrh; the wisest of all. So, what can a shepherded heart bring? What can I do, what can my soul ever bring; to the heart of a King? My heart has a song, that my soul wants to sing. For You my heart has a dance, a lyrical dance indeed; for my beautiful King. A heart, poured out in love. A soul, lifted up to the heavens above. For only onto You my King, will my soul be poured out, like this. What can I do, what can my heart forever do; for such a beautiful King? How can I thank You enough, when words are not even enough? When every heartfelt word, gets so lost in just a gaze. Lost in Your heart, a soul captivatingly amazed, that it’s breathless for days. What can a heart truly to do, when you have encountered, a love deeply felt. A heart melting into You, discovering what will become, of every breadth. You’re so good, so I promise to be faithful to thee. My love promises to be, the truest it can be for You. Your love says, I don’t have to do a thing. But for my heart, that simply won’t do. My every breath, all my heart, all my soul. Onto You, Beautiful King; all my love, unto You I truly bring!
Rest your heart, within my love. I promise, I will treasure it deeply. Your love, will truly be my everything. Don’t even worry, if I seem a bit lost for words. It’s just because, your love; has a way of leaving my heart so speechless. Even though, my heart is overflowing with so much to say. But, how can this heart of mine; find words to describe a love so divine? That’s why, my heart always has such a need. To be a soul at rest, deep within your loving embrace. A heart forever melting, within the warmth of your love. Oh, won’t you let it be forever; a heart resting quietly, upon your shoulder? A heart needing know, to what heights your love will take my soul. Your love picks me up, whenever a weary heart; just needs to know the strength of your love. Your love, is truly head and shoulders. Above all my needs, and ever single want. Let forever rest my soul, against the depth of your love. Just so, my heart can undeniably proclaim. That the breadth of your love, truly has no measure. You hear my beating heart, and every breath therein. A heart resting peacefully, in my only comfort zone. A soul, lying absolutely breathless against you, my heart. The place where my soul will forever say, your love will forever have a home. So, Rest your love, within my heart!
Caught up in the presence, caught up to be in the moment. Caught up, living in the rapture of You. A heart, invited be in the radiance. A soul transfigured, living breathless in the enlightened. Every moment, a heart knowing eclipsed, by the love therein. A soul profoundly captured, being transformed by every breadth. In love, by love, thy love; forever, and a day. A heart, and the forever be, raptured in thee. A heart moved so to this, tears in the bliss. A soul feeling the rhapsody, the Divine kiss. What, no heart should ever miss. In the revelation, breath becomes finished; life beginning anew. A soul, overjoyed living in the reign. To be, forever at the feet of love. Living, forever at the foot Your heart. A heart, not living by emotions. A soul, not just going through the motions. But, to be a heart and soul tethered joyfully; living in an undistracted devotion. The loving gaze these eyes, forever amazed this heart. In love for a lifetime, praise be the true lifestyle. A heart delighted, a soul invited; into the heavenly. A love to fly free, a soul set free. A heart soaring, on the wings of love; caught up in the rapture… of You!
Some days, breathing is not always easy; but every breath necessary. Growth, can never be a soul in a place; where true contentment becomes found. Without first a heart, knowing what begets true breadth. We breathe in, we breathe out. A heart, sometimes never stopping to truly explore. What becomes, of every waiting to exhale breath. Every day, has to be a true discovery. And within every moment, therein lies the rediscovering. A heart has no time, trying to keep score. When time is called, for there to be a bold explore of life. Love, not meant to be an endless trek, through the stars. Trying to find, a breathless cluster. Love, the gaze into finding forever; through an ecliptic experience. A soul can never fathom depth, without the desire first being; a deeper search of the heart. My heart, has been many places. But, this my soul that has come to truly realize. For it to be forever in love, a soul has to be willing to experience; what’s in, just a breadth? To let it become, the ravishing beauty within… the deepest reign. It’s not just about, what becomes each exploration. But what becomes the substance, in every new discovery?
A true exploration, letting the love take. A heart through what true lens, the soul begins to know enlightened. A heart will never truly attain, without therein being great gain. A heart unashamed, to say why; the belief in a true destiny. A soul chosen for understanding, to breadth and scope, in discovering the true breadth? Love is a journey, there within a story to discover. Two breaths taken, but exhaled through one heartbeat. Life, begins with a breath. But for the unrestrained, each rediscovered breadth. Reveals what lies within, every breadth becoming… seen. All what the want is to become, what the need truly became. Forever, has a destination. The closer a heart gets, the endless desire becomes; what lies in every rediscovered encounter. My first breath began, found within the breadth of love. The long and lovingly pursued courtship, to be lost within the rediscovering. My soul has come to discover, I have not fully attained. But this I know, my heart will press towards the mark. For every rediscovered breadth, becomes a soul rediscovering breathlessly taken. With every discovery, a soul can try; but cannot surely deny it; when the heart blatantly, gives the truth away!
A true adventure, not just in what’s found. But what, the heart can endlessly rediscover. It’s in a breadth, but yet a breadth cannot even compare. What becomes the ten thousandth reasons, to keep rediscovering; what becomes the depth? Rediscovering, flaws and all. Still a predestined soul, wonderfully made. There’s no, wanting to know the heart. Without there truly being, needing to discover the breadth to the love… therein. The breadth of love, captivator of the searching heart. Everything, my heart has faced; will never get my soul, to hold on to what’s meaningless. A heart dangling from a vine, because of what was bitterly tasted. Rediscovering, to know how Divine; love was meant to be, till the end of time. True breath begins, when a soul is forever at rest. A soul laid fully back, up against the heart of love. Deeply overwhelmed, by every rediscovered breadth!
Meant to be heard, a resounding true instrument. Love, beautifully tugging on every string. To make a heart and soul resonate, gracefully with such an accord. How deep the love, begets how deeply the love strikes a cord. Orchestrated, to be played like a symphony. The mastery, the complexity. The artistry, created to be felt, in its simplicity. Breathtaking, a heart deeply moved. Nothing missing, nothing broken. Not a note missing, not a string broken. A soothing sound, to elevate the breadth. The Masterful creation, the ambiance produced for a tranquil soul. Every finely tuned instrument, requires love as the true balance. Each delicate rendition, love expressed to becomes a loving song; playing throughout the night, and day. The rhythm, the rhyme; such a soulful groove, strummed to the end of time. The harken back, to be forever taken back; a heart being in a place of no lack. A heart and soul in tandem, to show a heart plucked out of absurdity; an act of kindness, not meant to be random. A soul fashioned to be, divinely seated in a place; to command true authority. A heart knowing, what made from, and why for greatness. A steadied heart, will feel what a soul truly needs. For the love to be, the taking of every breath. A soul knowing, how deeply moved; becomes a heart forever transformed, with no strings attached!
Breathlessly a heart, and the rhythm with no end. The deeper the breadth, the more in tune a heart truly becomes. It’s not about clearing the throat, with a silly sounding classics, like; “me me me ME me me me…..” Instead, let it be an open heart. Forever playing classical piece, about Love; all about you you you You you you you…..”. So, tune your heart, to be timeless heard. Likened to a breathlessly moving violin, producing such a peaceful sound. The heart becoming, a deeply moving love song. A soul singing true, with an angelic sound. The pitch, make the breadth of my heart, the truest rendition. Seen as the finished… playing around, heart condition. Tug on my heart, make the strings completely Yours. A soul, doesn’t have to know how to orchestrate. It’s about, a heart willing to forever be; the Stringed Instrument. Not afraid of the spotlight, or being greatly used!
Lost in the breadth, a soul breathless in the stillness. A heart trying to see, to what height? How can a soul fathom anyone, without pursuit being true… understanding? Even a devout textualist, can be a soul confined, by a legalistic heart. Chains won’t completely break, when the restraint become, a heart and soul conflicted. Be lost, within my heart, or in Yours? A heart, can never know how deep the love. Without being deeply lost, in a deep dive exploration. Therein, lies the deeper question; what the heart truly looking for? The true measure of a heart, will always expand. When you go beyond, knowing just the width, the depth, the length. Pure truth, will always have a deeper meaning. When deeply lost, begets every breathless encounter. With every enhanced experience, every found breadth becomes greater. A heart, not needing to hold every breath. A soul realizing, life becomes much more profound, with every new found breadth… of love. Without there first being a loss, to what a heart holds dear. Love, the crimson color. Not a shade thereof, too faded for it to be a heart truly recognizable. Staying lost, in love forever to be. To what degree, determine if there will be an equal, and no rival. We all love the fall, but the gusto that once; seemed like such a memorable feeling. Passed because it was, just another colorful autumn day. When the day gets cold, being found nested in the of heart love; will continuously heat the passion. To know what truly first made it a heart, the place you needed to be… found forever lost!