The Weight!

My heart, seen many years. Along the way, I’ve acquired knowledge. The understanding, revealed through wisdom. Heavy becomes the weight, whom much is given, much required to carry. To lose the weight, the heart first needs to be searched. The purge of toxic thoughts, in the crevices of my mind. Cleanse fragmented influences, from the depth of my soul. So the fiber of my being, can become insulated, by an intrinsic love. Leaning to stand, first means learning to breathe, through love’s deep-rooted presence. The freedom discovered, will be the essence embodied, released in the purest expression. A soul, resting against love’s freeing encounter. Finds the resolve, the heart beating freely. Even when, the weight rest on every heartbeat. Love’s firm foundation, won’t ever be heart and soul. Facing the agony of defeat, under crushing the weight… of life. Scales, identifies a heart, weighed through the prism of a test. The measure of, builds strength of. Your character, and the courage therein. Though we wade, in the wake of loss. A soul bared, reveals a heart lighted. Holding on to memories, just a part, in the weight of loss journey. A lot on the mind, the heart heavier some days, than others. The weight of love, still tugging on the heartstrings. I’m, not always strong, but this I know. The greatest weight, lifted when you’re faithful. To be your strongest, in the moments… your heart needs to shine. Breadth is held, when the height of what you believe, becomes the greater perspective. When the weight, gets to be a bit too much. A heart, held to the flame, becomes a soul, changed by the fire… within. A little faith, will move mountains. Great faith, doesn’t try to move the weighted mountain. That they will gracefully, have the ability to conquer! Jan 12, 2022

The Fiber!

Insulated, your love, intrinsic within the fiber of my being. My heart swaddled in the warmth, when the chill in the air, tries to ravish my soul. All my desires, every breath, mind, body and soul. My worth, encased in the depth of your heart. Living, in the deepest place, what shields my soul, from the outside world. My being, forever tethered to your love, keeps my soul from harm. Your love, what soundproofs my heart, and covers me. When the day, tries to split my heart wide open. So all that resounds, the deepest love. Echoing, within the stillness of my soul. To be consumed, by the breadth therein. My heart, doesn’t need safeguards. Just a deep place, to immerse your deepest trust. Your core, not worrying about being shredded, just heart and soul, threaded. The essence, strengthened by the true texture. A virtuous display, within The Fiber… of your being!

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Replica!

The old, becoming new. A heart, not beholden to the ties, and the lies that binds. Living free, flawlessly replicated, knowing the deepest love. It will never be, impractical to replicate. The essence, found within the truest love. Over and over, love does it again. Leaves a deep impression, in heart and soul. An expression of love, creating breathless moments. Every breath, reproducing another encounter. True love, should never be about anything, but about someone. With a quality, so profound your heart, mirrors the reflection. A mirrored image, of a love divine. Resembling a heart, imitating what’s deep inside. A heart devoted, to display love’s greatest characteristics. The greatest love, becomes a moving song. When the love, becomes truly breathtaking. Love, paints the picture, but it’s the heart, that replicates the portrait, into a beautiful love story. Similar, can never be portrayed, as a perfect likeness. Love, seen in its purest light. Will profoundly eclipse, what a shadow, ties to recreate. A close variation, will never truly become. The perfect vision, of what love was meant to be. Love, in its undeniable form. Wholeheartedly will be, a faithful display. To soften the heart, in love inspire confidence. So love can be, the renewed perspective. Every day, my hope will always be this. That every heart, will forever become. A genuine Replica, of the Truest Love!

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Love, the Deeper Understanding!

True love, will always take the heart, deeper. Since the beginning of time, my soul, pulled knee deep into love. And over the years, every doubt removed. The love I found, wouldn’t be enough, to sustain the deepest desire. Though, the soul never becomes a slave, fear never became the ties that bind. Sometimes, breaking free of the mundane. Can leave your heart feeling, like one crying in the wilderness. But that’s when, you dig deeper, go a little bit deeper. So when quicksand comes, the sands of time, doesn’t change the perspective. Pulling your heart, into a dark, lonely place. Why, you have to constantly train your soul, with the truth of love. Love can’t grow stronger, with lack of trust. There has to be a foundation, for you to build your hope on. Real love needs, there be a deeper meaning, to build on a firm foundation. The kind, where the breadth, will lift your faith, to a higher level. Where the love, becomes wind beneath your wings, the air within your sails. Where the love, let’s the heart deeply know, what’s in a deepened devotion. Love’s destiny, finds new depth in soul. So, when the heart bleeds, crimson becomes the tide. So when, the soul becomes profoundly revealed, words are forever lost, in the deepest place. Love’s destination, will always begin, with the end in mind. The destiny, what draws the soul closer, to forevermore. In the searching, in the finding. True Love will always leave heart and soul, with the Deeper Understanding!

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The Nuance!

The New, even a subtle change, in love’s presence. Can make the heart, burst with the anticipation. The soul, taking it in, the truest expression. Though, the view can be seen, through different lenses. The heart, what tells the true story. The meaning of love, nuanced through a crimson hue. In facial expressions, in a subtle smile, in joyful laugh. Feelings expressed, situations created, where love bares the heart. The subtleties, the nuance creating an opportunity, for a deeper expectancy. Though, the year’s a foot; the heart racing, the soul preparing. We have to remember, life’s but a breath. The nuance, the days of your lives. Should never become, just another footnote. As our hearts, stroll through the sands of time. Let even the subtle heartbeats, beat with the breadth of life. Anchored faith, what tethers hopes, and dreams. One day at a time, how the months become, life changing. Every day, we need to rise like the sun, to our light shine. When, we don’t allow indifference, to skew the reference point. The nuance is refined, when the motivation is true. But, the degree to how deeply you love, what defines the essence therein!

Real love, with a distinct perspective. Makes all the difference, to all of love’s heartfelt characteristics. You should never, allow your heart to ring in the new, without a reason. Why your soul needs to reach, its true potential. Through, the healing light of love. The heart meets, a lover for your soul. That will forever, awaken your intrinsic nature. With the love, never being a show, but a true display. How the ambiance of love, reveals the light of truth, and your destiny. In the new, the heart doesn’t wait to live. But resist the urge, to let love be just a figment. Shoot for the stars, but aim for infinity, and beyond. Let your heart, toy with the story. Your wings, and heart, will take you there. The subtlety in true love, the quintessential reason. Why even an ounce, becomes love in a different texture. A word, with a greater context. Even, with a chill in the air. The warmth, will never fade. The old, rings it up. The new, ring it in, and celebrate. For love, even in its subtle moments. Won’t leave your faith shaken, the heart deeply stirred. The Nuances of love, fireworks, dancing with your heart and soul, into the wee hours of forevermore!

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Quicksand!

Every day, the heart has to trek, through the sands of time. Trying to avoid, what lurks in the dark. On the winding path, in love’s journey. We live in a world, where things are quick. But yet the simplicity, not becoming a true fulfillment. The heart, can’t evade the changing times. But yet can escape, the gravity. A soul free, with a point of reference. Helping you, rise above the fleeting moments. When, a heart’s deep in love, it doesn’t look for the easy way out. The endearing moments, requires love to go deeper, your heart to open wider. The rhythm, quickening the love. So the rhyme and reason, becomes one resounding heartbeat. A heart, that builds castles in the sand. Will have a foundation, easily swept away, by the rising tide. True love, doesn’t yield to pressure, or let the heart get sucked in, to the notion. The focus needs to be, about falling in love. Through the sands, the commitment be, the afterthought. A heart, can’t stand firmly on the sure. If all the love wants to do, stroll on sinking sand. Pulsating heartbeats, doesn’t mean love long lasting. Quick decisions, means the mind’s not waiting. So the heart, can take the lead. Sometimes, to elude the Quicksand. The heart needs to know, how to move beyond. What will quickly consume, mind, body, and soul. So every moment, will be forever!

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Just A Little!

Just, a little bit of your love, blows the mind. To my heart, it’s dynamite. With every embrace, every little bit more. The soul becomes, completely overwhelmed. But yet, a little will do, but for a little while. Between every encounter, heart and soul will surely do, our little dance. Until breathlessness becomes, everything. The heart poured out, love filling up. Every little ounce, overflowing in depth. A deep river, one with the deepest ocean. Sunday to Saturday, day after day. A little nostalgia, the heart growing fonder, love becoming a little deeper. A little intoxication, love with the truest affection. Never leaves love, feeling a bit shaken, just forever stirred. Twenty four, seven; love truly more, than just a little!

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Merry Christmas!

In this world, your soul can sometimes feel, like you’re in the lions den. But, in the midst of the fire, and the darkness. Let your faith be the lantern, still burning bright. Hark, within the stillness, hope speaks with gentle whispers. Let your soul be still, let the breadth of love, be your heart’s hiding place. The angel of love, will be a song in the night. With peace for your soul, and joy for your heart. When fear comes, to steal your hopes, and dreams!

“Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, “Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.” Luke 2:13-14 NIV

Merry Christmas to all. May your heart’s be well, and your soul find peace. Now, and forevermore! Save a copy, of my Christmas card!

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Swaddled!

A heart, wrapped in the most precious love. A moment in time, that can never be captured, in a hallmark rendition. Love’s kiss, in the beautiful exchange. Love, swaddled in a blanket of hope, and grace. Words, formed in the truest priceless text-ture. Wrapped, to be displayed in the pages of time. The timeless tale, expounded profoundly. Every verse, absolute to the end of time. The fabric of love, gently covers your soul. Wrapping your heart, with the most endearing warmth. A feeling, not even the sands of time, could never erase. Every breath, held tightly. The peace, swaddling your soul, with awe and wonder. The ribbons of truth, tethering the heart, with boundless joy. The night light shines, love hovers in the quiet. Swaddled love, the gift-wrapped up, but yet unveiled. For all heart to know the depth, now, and forevermore!

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Love, in Stages!

Love in action, steps into the spotlight. Not with an already seen performance, but with a genuine display, of love and affection. Love in stages, the heart playing a significant role. One act, only sets the scene. The Who, what, when, where, but the why; without question. If to be, or not to be… faithful. Who, should see the love, everyone. What, was the motive, love unconditional. When, should love be displayed, always. Where, did the love originate, the heart. Why, should there always be an encore? To demonstrate, love could never truly act. Until the heart is moved, by strength of character. To show how love in action, can leave you breathless. Love has a background, so the backdrop, can shine a radiant light, that leaves an afterglow. Doesn’t matter the stage, where your love is at. It’s still, a heart becoming… shaped by the soul. Love, not aligned with the stars, but the breadth therein, holding love’s starry gaze. In love, I have, we have, every heart has a part to play. Here, in our humanity, every heart has a starring role. Don’t ever hesitate, to let your heart get into character. No script, should ever be needed. For the love, to be heartfelt!

Love in stages, has a point to it. The development, a heart going through the necessary phase. Moments in time, a period, becoming part of love’s journey. The heart, reaching a particular juncture. Where every stage, requires another self examination. A search of the heart, will stretch the love, until it covers. The choice, to be, or not to be. A heart has a platform, but love gives it a voice. Love, doesn’t need the right forum. For the heart to be at a stage, showcasing a just decorum. Thy lips, cannot speak, unless thy heart, gives it words. With love, if your heart isn’t in it? Then how, can the love truly show, what’s inside? Love in its truest action, avoids the drama. For the love to not be seen, as a staged production. In the right setting, love doesn’t need the perfect context, for the feeling to be the right texture. Even if love, unperformed in action? Never let it be, an act seen too many times. Love in stages, a heart forever in the spotlight. Reciting affirmation, reciprocating the love. So the breadth, has its own love story, to tell!

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