
Love, they are so many things trying to wedge itself between you and my heart; but somehow, you keep it anchored. Whenever the night tries to eclipse the twilight, you’re the dawn that awakens my soul’s assurance. The breadth of your expression will again expand my heart’s irrevocable light, every tethered strand being your luminous essence. You’re the anchor that grips my heart, the rock on which I place my hopes. The love anchored so deep, to what my soul is forever bound. Climbing to the peak of your ever-rest, storms of life ever rage against my heart’s peace, but yet within the stillness, you’re still the calm that anchors my soul. Even if the waves rise, and the tide never turns? My heart finds its solace in knowing, my anchor isn’t swayed by whether, but the profound grip of love’s undeniable way. My faith in love, will never be shipwrecked by the days perplexing see. Love does not walk on water to rescue my heart, comes to be my breath’s anchor, drowning my soul in love’s breathless sublime.
WCR








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