Wake Up, Sunshine!

Oh, won’t you wake up sunshine. Oh, how I need to feel, Your endless warmth. The light of Your presence, it has such a warmth. Your love, it never disappoints. It fills my heart, it surges deep within. A full moon, a sight truly to behold. But, it can never brighten up the night; the way Your love so bright within. Not even the moonlight, can shimmer as bright as You. Sunshine, Your love glistens. The light of Your love, eclipses the darkest moments. Nothing, can ever compare to You. Will ever be able to replace, the warmth that emanates from within Your love. Please, wake up my Sunshine. My heart, needs to see You shine. Rise, won’t You shine Your love for me. Sunshine, I can’t; don’t want to sleep any longer. Every second I’m in Your light, my heart is enlightened. To know that embracing Your love deeply, is how deeper truly becomes… forever. When Your love breaks through to what dawns, it’s a heart knowing truly loved. The beautiful exchange, knowing another absolutely glorious morning. Sunshine, Your love radiates!

Sunshine, every day; Your love is so stunningly beautiful. A soul once again awoken, to be a heart beaming, within the light of Your love. I’m so excited, and I just can’t hide it. Another day arrived, a heart getting to embrace the love. A heart so thrilled, getting to love You true. As the lifestyle, with a love for a lifetime. My dearest Sunshine, it’s an absolute privilege; getting to take in Your love. A heart getting to wake up… to breathe, in the breadth of Your love. The warmth, what penetrates my soul. Oh Sunshine, roses are red, violets blue; how do You, manage to affect me like You do? You have my heart, completely in awe. Your love, has captured my gaze; increased my imagination. Your love, the twinkle in my eyes. I wear sunglasses at night, Your love shines, even in the moonlight. In the stars, Your love glistens; in my heart, it endlessly shines. The love is so bright, a love truly the brightest. There’s nothing brighter, nothing that can ever brighten. The very reason why, I don’t just live to survive; but thrive, being content. In You I breathe, have my being. Your love, is a radiant expression of love. Into me, that’s how You see. Your love, makes my heart so exposed. Your light, a ray of sunshine; a true ray of hope. My soul is walking the forever, on Sunshine!

Wake up, wake up; My Sunshine. My heart is waiting, my heart don’t want to wait any longer. To feel the warmth, of Your undying love. Your love makes my soul smile, chases away all my fears. Trying to cast shadows of doubt, that Your love could ever be hidden… from my heart. Oh Sunshine, I don’t believe You’re really sleeping. There’s never a moment, I don’t feel the love moving. In my heart and soul, it’s forever, and the day. You’re waiting, for my heart to be awakened; to shine even brighter. My sunshine, my soul is wide awake; my heart is wide open. Shine for me, like only You can do. Good morning, Sunshine. Your light, outshines the darkness. My heart is full, Your love; what gives my soul an endless glow. There’s no place, my heart can hide. Where Your light, won’t surely find me. I can’t outrun the light, Your love relentlessly seeks me out. Oh Sunshine, Your heart shines so bright. Oh, how nice it is to feel the warmth of Your love, beat upon my heart, and against my soul. Within Your love, it’s going to be a bright, sun shiny day. All because, I get to wake up; knowing Your presence is so near. Your love, rest so gracefully… upon my heart. It’s absolutely Amazing to see, how much it truly warms my heart! Wake Up, Sunshine!

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I Get Lost!

It doesn’t matter how I try, I can’t seem to help being at a loss. Whenever I try to express my heart, it’s another moment… being utterly lost. A heart so at a loss… sometimes. The sum total, that brings it all together. Abandoning any predetermined thought, to let the heart find; what is the right direction. A heart lost, but a soul left in awe. I can write it down, but are you truly able; to read between the lines? I get lost, in a place where you can always find my heart. Most of the days, you can find me there. At times, it’s a heart breathless. A soul gasping, how I know I’m truly breathing. Even if you don’t get it, may your heart have the understand; to what I’m trying to say? I stepped off the sure, let faith bring my heart to a place. Where swept away, a soul wanting to be lost… in the depth. A place where my heart has been learning, breath is not what my soul needed; to know how to truly breathe. Lost, not out of what you see; but in a glimpse, into what my heart can find in words… to share. When, my heart gets a chance to reflect. Words, that becomes the problem; I can’t find them. Yes, I get lost!

My soul, will never be found hopeless; just a heart lost, in the moment. If you asked me years ago, could I have foreseen; finding my heart in a place like this? I would have said no, absolutely not. But it seems, a silent river has arrived; a predestined destiny, lost… within an ocean. The encounter, finding myself. A heart coming to know, what profoundly lost looks like. A heart in a good place. All my heart truly needs, all my soul is finding… being lost. In this place, it’s a heart full; the reason being fulfilled. I can bare my soul, expose what’s in my heart. But words, won’t explain being captured; within every captivating moment. Within a heart being grounded, a soul being truly free. You find yourself at a place, where you therefore have freedom; to explore what getting lost in love, truly means. A heart trying to articulate the love felt, in a heart moved to pen down… all that is heard. Words, I Get Lost!

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What I Owe!

Every breath, I owe You my life. You weren’t under any obligation, my debit You paid. The love You showed, why You’ve won my heart. Your love, the open invitation; make my heart, Your forever home. When darkness was the prison, grace was the key. Your love the light, shining on me. Independence, the day; Your love validated my worth. My heart, will never withdraw; let Your love be, the only redeemer. My soul made a vow, to press into You. No retreat, the value; in the surrendered. Your love painted the perfect picture, but only in the drawing closer. Can a heart truly see what was in the creation. A soul was created, to reflect the true color of love. The heart a masterpiece, painted by a deep crimson love. My heart became indebted, freedom was in a name. I don’t ever want to be in the black, knee deep in the red; under the canopy of love. Even if I don’t see it, love is… working. Building me up, moving; underneath every breath. Redeeming, that’s the quality. Profitable, what this love is. Faithful, what You are. Excess love, ever increasing; when my heart learned how to trust. My fundamental commitment, no emotional withdrawals, and never doubt the love!

Thank You, for letting my heart borrow against Your love. When it was a heart, deep in… borrowed time. Again and again, whenever my soul needed a friend; Your love never denied my heart. How can I ever repay, when the cost was so great? The price paid, the debt forever forgiven. You made the sacrifice, so my soul could truly be free… to thrive. Kindness, the undisputed currency. So much greater, than silver and gold. What I Owe, can never be repaid. Give me forever, to show a truly grateful heart. Like sand through an hourglass, time will fade. But not the moments, my heart, and Your love… gets to cherish. At the end of days, it’s a higher return; when the reciprocal, begets the return. The love, all my heart. All the passion within, all the accumulated desire; what I give back. A heart once bankrupt, from the choices made. Now in a place, positioned to go; from glory to glory. A heart in a place, where love is forever found, and mercy reigns. Tic, Tac, Whoo. Your love has positioned my heart, to forever be on the winning side… of greatness!

What I Owe, that my soul can define. But, my heart can’t seem to find the words; to make this be easily explained. It’s a conundrum, my soul calls this love a treasure. But my heart, knows it as such a priceless love; both equally true. I had options; invest, or live wild… but free? But my soul, didn’t want to miss out. It’s not about a prosperous future, but knowing the true… predestined destiny. My heart in a place, where fear has become absolutely powerless; in the here, and now. Within a river so deep, and so wide; within the endless overflow. Where you’re filled, with so much peace; hope forever found. Finding an overwhelming love again and again, and the depth untold. To know the breadth, and experience what it is. Where death has no hold, through an inherited release. Only, if my soul could truly put it into words? Truly come up with just one thing, to explain what my heart is struggling to articulate? Oh, that would be Amazing. So, where did I meet this extraordinary love; At the Cross. And, What I Owe, Everything… I am!

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Water!

A love that flows, a love that reaches the deepest parts of the soul. Love deeper than a river, the depth beyond that of an ocean. A love that overwhelms, washing out what’s just seen. Real love is a thirst quencher, that satisfies a soul feeling parched; in a dry and thirsty land. When love is deeply felt, it’s a soul capsized into the bliss. A heart wanting to drown, within the moment. Love flooding the soul, the heart, gasping; trying to know how to breathe… it all in. To be breathless, within every tidal wave of emotion. When a heart knows real love, what can ever take its place? The overflow becomes the heart wanting, to know a deeper submergence. A soul breathing, a heart no longer living just on the surface. To have a deeper understanding, a heart needs to know how to define; what’s the right (shore, sure)? Where do you stand, when does the love; become the Water, you just can’t live without? Real love, is about weathering the stormy moments. A heart knowing, whether deeply is truly a soul thirsty; to embrace every treasured moments?

True love pours out, whether or not the rain falls… from your eyes. Tears, don’t mean love is losing. But it could be a moment to be lost, in the love. Sometimes in love, even with the tears running. Can turn into an endless river flowing, the love becoming even deeper. Those are the moment, that defines on What, and Where you truly stand? Love, will always require a deeper dive. For the true depth, to be a deep Water experience. A stream, without an overflow. Can still produce overflowing Water, if you don’t stop pouring into it; the love that it won’t be able to contain. It’s easy, to stomp out on sour grapes. When the moment, seems so distasteful. Choosing to make the heart a vessel, and pouring out the sweetest love possible. Can help each heart taste, how sweet the love can truly be. The love turning back, into Water. When the moment is a cup, feeling a little dry; fill it up, with new wine. So many say cross the bridge, when they get there. Only for the focus to be the bridge, and not the gap therein. Water under the bridge, can never truly be seen. If the focus, is not two heart swept away… by the love. When you pour out your soul, may God’s love be the Water… within!

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A Father’s Love!

You can write a story, but it’s the heart that needs to be able to tell the moment; when it becomes a love story. A father’s love, it’s in the presence. Within the moments, when even a gentle whisper… speaks with such clarity. Even in the stillness, the love still so powerful. Everybody, should experiences A father’s love; but it’s not every heart that gets to know, The fathers love. Some thing change, but one thing should never change; a father’s love. Like every other heart, life starts with a birth; but it’s the love, that gives the heart such a story to tell. Some heart roams the earth, without a physical father; to help paint a lifelike picture. But, unbeknownst to my soul; my heart was capitalized by glimpses of love. A presence that hovered, the feeling was in the knowing; that love is a destiny. Predestined is the place, this heart of mine needed to find. A heart on a journey, when the love made itself known!

All my life, I’ve never needed a hero. All my heart ever needed, knowing my Heavenly Father. Ten feet tall, that wasn’t the feeling. Knowing how to stand tall, was learning how stand on His love. Not as just a pick me up, but trusting Him; to never let go of my heart. His love, what gives my heart a voice. His word, what speaks when my soul needs to know; His love will be forever… by my side. When my heart had so many questions, His love was always the answer. When the sky was blue, my heart could absolutely relate. When the days were dark, my soul knew His love was the light; that eclipses all my heart was feeling. A love my soul can Completely trust, and my heart Never has to question. Even when my love kept changing, trying to understand true worth; His love never changed. But now, It’s my love that’s changing; it’s growing… deeper. I depended on my daddy’s love, and it doesn’t matter how old I get. I will always, need the father’s love. Especially when, the silent river wasn’t just lonely; but when not feeling loved, was what felt so cold!

The way He fathered, was in the way He loved. The strength I have, not because I’m strong. A brave heart, when you truly know the power… of a father’s love. “His love makes everything okay, even when everything… doesn’t seem okay.” The love touches my heart, my soul knows the breadth; my heart cries. A love so big, so strong. Yes, He’s got my whole heart, in Your hand. Upon my lips, His name everlasting. When my heart needed to know, loved. Father, I love You. This story, not about my life; it’s all about Your love. There’s no me, without You. I needed You yesterday, my heart needs You today; tomorrow, my soul will need You for sure. When I lay me down to sleep, my soul Your love keeps; Your heart, forever the resting place. Daddy, when I grow up; I want to be Just Like You. A man, after Your own heart!

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Treasure!

Treasure, my heart will seek for You… night and day. Tomorrow isn’t promised, so therefore why should sleep be the priority; when Your heart is what I Treasure? Rest, will never truly be found. If breathlessly finding You, is not what encompasses every breath. Treasure, my heart will follow the map. But I still need You, let Your love be the still whisper in the night; calling to my restless soul. And if I get lost in love, Your heart will be the lighthouse, and the ocean. Treasure, finding You day after day; the only desire. My passion, my love for You; what keeps my heart going. I will pursue You, with vim and vigor; relentlessly chase after Your heart. Seek after You, sail into the depth. Dive into the deep, for Your love is true; whenever my soul is blue. A heart becoming wide open, a soul that can’t help but to find; itself sometimes drowning, in a sea of emotions. Treasure, oh how I’ve got to have You. Not just sum, but the breadth. As far as the east is from the west, it will forever be… a love worth finding. Deep within my heart, Your love will be a buried treasure. To know the majestic presence, what my soul will forever urn to know. Treasure, I will give every bit of my heart. Every ounce of my strength, to be lost in the pursuit; trying to know Your everlasting joy!

Treasure, my chest is wide open, my heart so exposed. Take it all; mind, body, and soul. Dig deep, search every crevice of my heart. May it truly reflect, that Your love is my one and only treasure? My hope, that my heart will never be closed off; from receiving all the fulfillment Your love gives. The glorious splendor, that takes every breath. But, what truly is breathing; if my heart can’t get to breathe; for You, and You alone? Treasure, You are a one of a kind jewel. A love that doesn’t just shimmer in the day, it absolutely glistens in the night. A love so precious, that it captures every gaze. A love so spectacular, it captivates the imagination. Everyday, my heart will be on another treasured adventure; to know the stunning beauty. A soul treasuring every moment, through every thesaurus encounter. A heart seeking to know why, my soul would ever be worthy; to have this glorious treasure? Without You, my heart could never shine bright. A shining example, that’s what this love will forever be. My heart will put it on display, let the whole world see. But, show You that Your love will forever be; my only Treasure!

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Fun Friday; The Glue!

Baby baby you, me; two hearts, stuck like glue. May, thirty two years; but it only took my heart a glimpse, to see Forever. My faith in the love, forever strong. My word, my bond; that will never come undone. The thought of that, and to all those who said something different; yeah, just crazy talk. Sure, there’s been some rough times. Some parts, that have needed a little bit more glue. T.L.C, have meant different things. “Tender Loving Care,” what’s applied a high percentage of the time. But there are moments when, Time, Learn, Correction… tape; gives you an opportunity, for a do over. We’ve made it through the hard times. Had to apply a whole lot of love, when the day brought with it the rain. Even when the tears, are part of an accidental forecast. The glue makes for a quick dry, creating an even stronger bond. Two hearts determined, pledged to forever stick together. Baby, baby my heart; forever stuck on you!

Even in the darkest moments, our love still knew how to find each other. Even when a two sided opinion, becomes just one side feeling; it’s just a band-aid fix, the glue going through the test… Stress. Woman, your heart has always seen; how my love has been clingy. Stuck to your heart, just like glue. Even when our two hearts end up, on opposite sides of a sticky situation. Your love will still be fly, my cutie pie. I don’t need any paper, to tell me that. Wax on, wax off; ha. For this love, our hearts will fight. Birth pain, growing pains. The terrible two’s… times three, and of course me. The put up, love showing up. Crazy love, what stuck out so often; what stuck to our hearts… like glue. A wife, a mother; the pouring out of the best inside. From the very start, your love quickly noticed to be; a crucial part of the family glue. Over the years, the glue has definitely been stretched; but always based in elasticity. The love, may not have always been super; but the glue.. Crazy. Fast bonding, but our hearts chose long lasting. Not always sweet love, but still worth sticking to. Sticking around, until old and gray. The gummy years, by any other name; just as sweet!

Girl, your candy love enabled; sticky fingers, so I stole your heart. At first contact, my heart was cemented to your love. Resistance at that point, futile. It was a close encounter, E.T…. phone home. (Estimated Time), within seconds; a heart connection, the call to Daddy God. I’ve found the one, predestined. Some days, became sticky moments. Two hearts in holding pattern, trying to work out the sticking point. What always stuck, deep within the crevices of the love, trust; the true bonding agent. Whenever the trust, seemed like it might fail? God’s love, what kept it from disintegrating. Many came to Test the love, but they couldn’t Drive… us apart. The sticker shock, the commitment; not what they were expecting. The love was strong, and I wasn’t about to let; any of the negativity stick. Whatever they implied, was reinforced with the truth of God’s love. We just let it all, roll off the faith therein. Laughter, an intricate add in. But, not meant to be used as just an adjatiave; to deflect from revealing the depth, within the love. Just meant to help loosen up the love, give the glue a little bit more stickability. But, the most essential component; found within God’s love, what binds two hearts together. If both hearts are willing to recognize, acknowledge that His love truly is; The Glue!

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Heart Talk; All I Need!

What is, All I need? Breathing, grateful every day my heart gets to breathe. As wonderful as that is, it’s not all my heart needs; to know that true living, not within every breath. Seeing, such a precious gift. But, what’s truly in having sight? If when the darkness surrounds, my heart still can’t see? If a heart is blinded to the truth, a 20/20 vision; will never help it to see, what it truly needs? Hearing, helps my heart to be moved; by a heartfelt picture, through the sound of music. And even though every day, music helps to soothe my soul. My heart still knows, it’s not all I need. A deep embrace can do so much, but that much to do nothing. If deeply moved is not a part, of what your heart can truly embrace? I have a name, but my name is not what I can truly rely on. But, my heart knows a name; that’s wields true power. Help to navigate the battlefield, to conquer a giant… struggle; trying to get a hold, of my victory!

Money, will help pay the bills; buy some stuff. This one thing I have come to know, my heart will never find true wealth therein. I see it as just a want, not what my heart will need. What will money do for my heart, how can it teach my soul true contentment? Something that can be stolen, truly meaningless. Something so profound, that will last forever… truly priceless. Yes, my heart has truly been blessed; to have a family my soul can hold dear. But the plain and simple truth, that’s not what I can call; my everything. I can say; “I think I can,” ten thousand times. The power of positive thinking, a wonderful step in the right direction. But, that’s not all a heart needs to know. For a soul to be positively changed, to know why you truly can… do all things.

A million hearts can tell me it’s absolutely foolish, to believe in crazy love. That you should never, let any love control your heart. But, knowing the truth that lies therein; gives the freedom to trust. Power is not in what you get to control, but how it can truly free your heart. It’s not about being hopeless, but knowing true devotion. Where can a heart truly hide, when love can see into my soul? Why, your heart needs to push back on what others say. Push past the barriers, to not get get tripped up, by what others call an obstacle. I have friends, but that’s not the best part of waking up. I have a friend, closer than a brother. What my heart has needed to know, I AM… loved. If a heart could know how to love, just a fraction of that kind of love? A heart would truly realize, what good does it truly do a soul. To declare undying love, if the heart doesn’t yet know changed, by Amazing Love? This, just a Heart Talk to say; All I need, You… Lord!

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Drip, Drip!

The sound, the constant sound echoing within the heart; drip, drip, drip, drip. The continuing slow drip, when the heart needs to see… an endless flow. Even though you believe, you’ve tightened up the loose end. Thought you’ve fixed the problem, thought you’ve dealt with the issue? Your heart wonders, is it just you? Is it just your heart, and soul that just won’t let it go? It’s frustrating, it seems so annoying. You cover your ears, but it echoes throughout heart, and soul. Drip, drip; why does the heart keep on listening, to the negative perspective? When the ears keeps saying, talk to the hand. I’m a handyman, but it’s the heart that has determined; it’s a matter of the heart. Oh me, oh my heart; wants to know, why just one drip at a time? When the heart would rather have a constant flow. A love that won’t stop dripping, water flowing into the soul. Love will never be filling, until you embrace every little drip!

A heart coming to realize, every constant drip… still water. To let wash away fear, and drown the heart in the love. If your heart can’t embrace drips, how can it truly handle more… love. At the very least, learn how to enjoy every moment; will be the overflow. A heart not scared, to let every drip of love flow. A heart willing, to take in every drip. For it’s not about, how much love you get in each moment; but how consistently it comes. Embracing little drips, until it becomes a heart drowning. A silent river may run deep, but will never be heard. If you don’t let the dam break, so the love can run even deeper. Love is powerful, when every drip flow relentlessly. Love can start off as just a little drip of water, but when the flow is truly forever; it becomes an ocean. Let it sink.. in, not just let the love… go down the drain. Endless will never truly mean forever, without a heart willing to embrace; the little Drip, Drip moments!

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The Story; They Called A Crime!

Let me tell you the story, how it drove a heart to passionately want. Set out to unapologetically steal, what wasn’t mine. I was young, some called me crazy; said I was making a huge mistake. A decision, that was going to ruin my life. Call me naive if you will, I wasn’t looking at the writing; they struck upon the wall, just the love written… on the desire. The co-conspirators; heart, and soul. It was a want, but also something I needed to do. If I truly believed what a voice, whispered into my soul. The passion drove thee, but all they could see, just a crime. It was thirty two years ago, when my heart committed; but it’s the act itself, that will forever be remembered. The crime they saw, but the passion I felt. My heart was heavily invested, I guess you can say; “the heart wants, what the heart wants.” Powerless to stop, wasn’t the conviction. Call it what you truly will, but I forever vowed; to stand by my heart’s conviction!

She never saw it coming, the love took her by surprise. It was a predestined encounter, a soul looking for love. Her heart fit the profile, a glistening rare jewel. A silent river runs deep, but even I didn’t yet know how deep? The ability, to the reason; completely swept away. I got what I wanted, there was no going back; the crime was carried out. The love was out of the bag, what’s a girl to do? She surrendered, to the power of an irresistible charm. Well, that’s how it played out… in my mind. The crime of the century, not; but it surely will be talked about for decades, by a convicted heart. Enjoy my new found jewel, that was my every intention. But I had to be very intentional, not treat what I had; like just another possession. This love, was so much more than that. Someone can else take, what you don’t choose to hold close to your heart. The day came, when I had to confess. Be a man, tell the one who’s heart I stole. What got into my heart, what led me to that moment in time? Go back to the scene of the crime, reveal the true intention, and deeply confess. I went down on one knee, I needed to ask the question; will you…

Months later the day came, it wasn’t a trying time. Even though, I had to stand before the peers. As they watched me stand there, to tell the one I perpetrated the stealing of heart. Walked towards me, to look me straight in the eye. They watched to see, if I would totally crack under pressure. Fall apart, or fall even deeper… into a lovely moment? I didn’t need to plea, try to get a lightly scented… handkerchief. I didn’t need to wipe off the love, to my face; coming out of the pores. Forever, what it is. It was the never ending walk, for her to get to where I stood… strong. I was moved only by the beauty, unveiled in my poetic justice. Get what my heart and soul, had coming. She finally reached, stared deep into my heart. The decision came down, for what my soul had to answer. In love forever, or forever in love? That was the dilemma, the room went absolutely quiet; trying to hear my heart’s confession. Tell her what she needed to hear, out of the depth of my soul. I Do, I Am, I Will, I Did… take; you’re my forever!

I looked, waited; but heard no one objections. She needed to know the truth, absolutely deserved the answer. Clearly, decisively my heart said. I’m guilty, wanting to take your heart; as my own. Just as I said that, I heard a voice in my heart say; “this is your beloved, in whom I am well pleased!” The verdict was in, my heart knew with absolute certainty; it was the right decision. I am guilty, my heart knew what it was doing. The clear intention from the start, steal her heart. Not to be part of a collection, but be forever treasured. The beautiful, heart shaped gem. I’m not ashamed of the love, my soul wants to be; forever shackled to this truth. I will never show any remorse, or have a case brought; to be presented as having regrets. I refuse to take back my confession. Chain my heart to the confession, for a thousand years. Lock my heart up within the love, throw away the keys. The time of passion, has no statute of limitation. I’m in for life, and I will never have a need… to be freed!

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