Last month, marked the one anniversary, of our daughter’s passing. In college, she took graphic design, but never got to fully pursue it. The above picture, was one of her first designs, and that’s her in the picture. For the last few years, I’ve been posting a inspirational Friday post, a picture with words. As of this month, I’m going to create a picture, or two, and add with it inspirational words. Since, she’s not able to pursue her heart. My heart, will be her graphical expression. I will use her love, to help create, share, and dedicate my designed portrayals. Live out her dreams, for her. I hope, you all enjoyed the first instalment!
WCR, Justinea A Richards (March 9, 1990 to March 2, 2021)
The true, texture of a heart, reveals the essence within. The measure, spans the width, the length, the breadth. The depth known, when the crimson hue, release tears of joy. Love’s true texture, beyond the feeling, more than the appearance. In the consistency, the substance woven in. To display from within, what the surface can’t convey. A love that touches, but deeply felt, and gentle on the heart. Profound love, has that certain; Je ne sais quoi. The mind, can’t comprehend, but the heart, feels the ingrained fabric. A love, dipped in a divine quality, it’s tethered to forever. Every day, the characteristic unveiled. The awe, will take your breath, render your soul, utterly speechless. This kind of love, leaves the heart, lost for words. Deep love, paints a work of art. The created feeling, poetry through every emotion. A woman’s heart, a beauty that covers, with the gentlest texture of her love. Men, reveal the texture of your heart; warm, tender, sensitive. Don’t, just let your heart be seen, let it be known, showcasing your deepest love. So, it will be hearts lying, breathless in love’s embrace. When you lay your heart down, kiss love good night. So in the moonlight, love can rock your soul to sleep, and in the twilight, hold every breath tight. And in the morning, love passionately. So, love can whisper into your soul. Your heart, has the right texture!
Before, a heart can truly breathe, in love, there’s a test. Your hopes, your dreams, your faithfulness. Your outlook, shaped by every test. Every day, love is in session. To pass the test, you search your heart, there lies the answer. One plus one, positively will make it become, One… heartbeat. First, subtract the negativity, from within your heart. Then the answer, will surely be, One… love. Being one, in heart and mind, will undoubtedly result in the perspective being; enlightening. The testing of the heart, produces enlightenment. Nothing missing, faith heightened, your hopes strengthened, dreams destined. Frame of mind, being transformed. When, love is added once, but then carried twice. It will never become, an unwanted fraction. For, the love would have therefore be from, heart and soul. A mathematical equivalence, being a simplistic love, with a double portion. True love, doesn’t need to be a strategic calculation, it’s an expectance. The equation; plus nothing, minus nothing. No and’s, if’s, or but’s, or variations thereof.
Trigonometry, may not be love’s best subject. But, a heart can still extrapolate; the true length, height, depth, breadth of love. Profound love, not based in the subjective, but the objective. It’s predicated, on hypostasis being both relative, and substantive. In the formulation, love needs to take notes. If it’s not written, on the heart with a lasting impression. The love can therefore, slip the mind, or be miss placed. The root cause, for being double minded; the heart and soul, divided. Due, to love’s intrinsic value, therein lies the constant learning. The days, teaches you the facets, the years advances the understanding. Greater than, should never be love less than, but equal to. Love’s true formula, begins with adding, with no subtraction. Then, when you think it’s figured out? Multiple it, one hundred percent. Let me, sum it up. Love, not rocket science, it’s a matter for the heart. Formulated, wholeheartedly; it takes your breath, beyond the stars. Mathematics 101; The square root, of two hearts. The answer, is One… heartbeat, love forever!
How can it Be, my heart protected, from the endless rain? When, my soul won’t stop pouring? We can’t, control what the future brings, change what the past has taken. Yet, what’s not today, can still Be… tomorrow. Questions, find answers. When the heart, is in the right place. The perspective, aligned with the breadth you take, and what, you allow the love within, to become? Love, will Be the only consistency. When love truly speaks, words of life, it will Be. And, when it resonates, a persuaded heart, profoundly will it become. Perpetual love, wielded outside of its peripheral sheath. Will surely penetrate, through and through. To be just, more than the rhetorical; to be, or not to be? Love, doesn’t thrust itself. In its endearing silhouette, true love unequivocal, it will Be… felt. Likened to a crimson hue, a moving expression, a humbling experience. Though chaos looms, never love unbecoming. Into the madness, it comes running. Not to save, but Be, affirming. Peace in the moment, hope for the future!
You, don’t have to be strong, in speech. Just have strength enough, so the love can become, everything it needed to be. To be, doesn’t mean with no mistakes. Just transformed, by what the heart will concede. The answer, to true love, precedes the question. Will you allow it, to be, or not be, in love forever. The breadth of love, catches the heart, when it’s falling. Holds your breath, until breathless becomes your soul. Speaking, through the innermost, from the start, you shall know the heart. Love, kept it mind, never realized; it not in-deed. An act once, needs to be an action seen, over and over. Love, not a play with words, but one’s heart, expressing its sincere characteristic. The opening up of the heart, should end as it began. A sincerely spoken soliloquy, of the love still… to be!
An angel, her soul has wings. A heart, pure like a dove, will surely rise to the heavens. Love, graceful as a butterfly. A display, what true beauty becomes. When, love hovers breathlessly, it doesn’t drift aimlessly. Love ascends, showing other hearts, they too can take flight. Swept away, by a breathless elevation. A heart, with wings like an eagle. Spans love, expands breadth. With such depth, her love empowered; she’s like the wind, your heart is moved. Outstretched love, doesn’t swoop in to devour. On the wings of love, the pinnacle discovered. Even a rare bird, has profound wings. You don’t, have to be a Robin, to be fly. The world gets to behold, how beautifully a mother, spreads the wings of her heart. A virtuous love, the soul sings like a sparrow. Daily, like a Phoenix, passion rises from the ashes, love into a new horizons. Her wings, doesn’t have to be unique in form; just faithful, in deed. Every day, her love renewed, rising to be the wind. Her natural glow, illuminates her endearing characteristics. In the wake, the height of her heart revealed, true love is her timeless legacy. Every day, her radiant wings elevated. For, when she lifts them up, her heart will fly, and her soul will soar!
Into words, I don’t know what, but my heart knows, the phenomenal quality. Put it into words, I don’t know why, but within my bones, the presence is felt. My soul captured, by the prevailing word; love. I don’t know when? But, I know for sure, it was a predestined encounter. The place where, love finds forever. Where breadth becomes, your soul’s confession, in a heartfelt expression. Into words, how; when the love blows the mind. Real love, has that certain moment. When the desire, transcends the feeling. When, the love becomes amazing, beautiful, from the inside out. The heart, would certainly be remised. If it didn’t wholeheartedly mention, when the love, became a wonder… to behold. Deep love, nothing less than extraordinary, distinguishable. The unfathomable depth, when the exploration takes you to that certain place, drowning breathlessly!
Profound love, has that simplistic nature, and essence. Though the why, sometimes evades the mind. The soul, will know there’s that certain… something, becoming everything. A heart in a place, where not even a single word, will adequately define, love’s deepest secrets. An indescribable love, but having certain moments. When your heart surely knows, love, sees into your soul. True love, leaves your soul with that certainty… My heart, now knows the what, the why, the when, the where. The peaceful stream, soothes. The deep river, captivates. The oceans depth, overwhelms. Love’s quintessence, I don’t know what, a heart can truly do? If living, isn’t your heart and soul, knowing it’s forever, in love’s sweet embrace!
Love is profound, renowned; will astound, love is amazing. Love is fearless, love is distinguished, love is heroic, love is courageous; love is valiant. Love is an artist, artistic, an artistry; love is a portrait. Love creates, love is creative, with every creation; love is a work of art. Love is freely given, love doesn’t count the cost, love is completely sold out; love is priceless. Love is expressive, love is an expression. Love will express, what words can’t verbalize; love is beyond words. Love is the sun, the moon, the stars; love is out of this world. Love is a teacher, a leader, a listener; love is a believer, in the impossible. Love is playful, love is serious, love is passionate, love is bold; love has a beautiful story. Love is thoughtful, love is kind, love has your back; love is a friend. Love is lyrical, love has rhythm, love strikes a tone; love is a song. Love is a poem, a poet, poetic; love is poetry, in eMotion. Love gives hope, love brings joy, love shows grace; love is amazing. Love is an eagle, a sparrow, a dove; love has wings. Love has height, love has depth, love has breadth; love has perspective. Love is an ocean, love is a deep river, a soothing stream; love is water, love is so refreshing. Love has stature, love takes action, love will inspire; love is incredible. Love is engaging, love is captivating, love is endearing; love is Affirming, love is Everything!
Love, beats passionately within my chest. Quickens my spirit, awakens my emotions. The heart of a warrior, thy love has made my soul to be. Valiantly, with thy breadth I will forever slay the darkness. With thy strength, reign in the rebellious heart. Thus, will unequivocal strike a lasting blow, to a strong willed mind. In the twilight, stand’s aloft the knight. Valiant love, steadfast with an impenetrable armor. Seen, within a graceful light. Love, gives my heart the strength, to vanquish every fear. Emboldens my quiver, so with my bow. My arrow, will thus pierce the dawn. Love, places the greatest sword in my sheath. With determination, my heart will wield it valiantly, like it was Excalibur. The Author of faith, such a love is truly King. True love, endearing like a thousand shields. In the thicket, in the thick of it, love will sacrifice. In the midst of love’s courage, anxiety doth quake. In the wake, lack won’t have the power, to plunder your soul. In every breath, remnants of a spirited love. Valiant love, hold my heart, in thy gaze. Let my stature be, clothed in confidence. Never to be dismayed, nether cower, in the middle of the fiercest battle. Thus, be unyielding, unwavering; in the pursuit to become, a victorious love. Fearless conquers, in heart of hearts. A brave soul inlaid, with a noble love. The lionhearted, a soul endowed, with grace to overcome. A heart, distinguishable wherever thou goest. Virtuous love, Valiantly will I pursue you; to be a heart like thine!
In the night, my soul stays awake, waiting to exhale. In my sleep, my heart still hears, your love breathe. My soul, watches throughout the twilight, to know the very moment, your love enters my dreams. With every glimpse into your heart, sweet love, leaving my love in awe. Experiencing the tenderness, while my heart held, by love’s sweet embrace. Every breath, becomes another sweet surrender. My heart concedes, awake and in my dreams, give love my being. The sweet aroma, the sweet fragrance of love, yielding the breathless essence. The kiss upon my heart, the breadth of love within my soul. In the sweetest dreams, words stay lost, love what I’ve found. Why, I won’t ever close my heart, won’t let my soul drift off to sleep. For the bliss, I will surely miss. Heart and soul, resting; in Love’s Sweet Surrender!
“Crazy,” what they said; what doth young love, know about an endless vow? I do, I will; till death, this I vow. For, “She Believes in Me,” I will forever hold her love, in my heart. “Lady,” in my eyes, I see no one else, but you. To the heavens, I cast my gaze, and to you my love, I pledge my days. Though at times, “Islands In The Stream.” In my dreams, my island girl, and I sailing, to love’s deepening horizon. Thirty four years, proves the naysayers were right. Our hearts, still Crazy, in love. “Through the years;” we’ve known love, shed doubts, shared joy and heartache. Lady, I’m so glad we stayed, right here, in love. You’re, an angel in disguise. I see the reflection, in your eyes. Your heart, mirroring a love divine. Pretty woman, I love your soul, appreciate your heart, believe your love. Every day, it’s resting gracefully, on my heart. So many, looking for a hero, to save the day. My heart, just needs forever. It will save for my soul, the last dance. An endearing love song, telling a captivating story. Two hearts, caught up in the rapture… of love!
“You Can’t Make Old Friends,” but you can make the love, be always. True love, “You Are So Beautiful;” into me see, how you’ve beautified my soul. Love of a lifetime, plays a heartfelt ballad. When, the day feels like quicksand, my heart will never struggle. Deeper, how the soul becomes free. Deep in love, the place where the heart needs to be. Sweet Lady, what will my heart do, when heaven needs my angel? Our journey in love, has come to an end? If, another love was to knock at my door, would I ever open my heart? Would another love, tell my soul the truth; can I, trust you with my heart? Who, could inspire my love story, the way you did? Where would I begin, to tell how the story, has reached an end. Since way back when, it’s been me and you. Will my heart sing, when our love is no more? Apart from you, who could fill in the harmony. Who on earth, could replace the rhythm, make my heart fall in unison? Without you in my life, no love song would have the same meaning. God, created the world, “And You, Decorated My Life,” in a portrait called love. “We’ve got Tonight,” and we will have forever. For, our heart have found a home, in love’s embrace!
Kenneth Ray Rogers, lived August 21, 1938 to March 20, 2020. An American singer, songwriter, actor, record producer, entrepreneur. He was elected to the Country Music Hall of Fame, in 2013. He charted more than 120 hit singles, across various music genres. Topped the album charts, more than 200 individual weeks, in the United States alone. He sold over 100 million records worldwide, during his lifetime. Making him one of the best-selling music artists, of all time. This song inspired montage, a tribute to his legacy. I was looking to do this, back in March of 2020, but then Covid. Again last year, but then, my daughter’s passing in March of 2021. I guess, 2022, it was meant to be!
I hope, the montage resonated? Many, said my bride and I were too young to get married. But, when two hearts are predestined, and you have the faith to believe; forever, will be the destination!
A Love Story! 
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