Faith, Hope, characteristics of the same measure, wholeness its aim. Faith, doesn’t rely on fame, to help bolster its claim. Hope, produces no shame, your heart invoking its name. Faith is the substance, Hope its evidence. A Faithful heart, a Hopeful soul. Faith, employs conception, Hope, embraces perception. Fear of the unknown, could never embolden its deception. Faith, looks deep into your soul, searches the heart as a whole; filling you with Hope, wings of love will surely reach forevermore. Faith bound, Hope found; tethered, becomes so profound. Faith and Hope, kindred spirits, heartfelt they fundamentally prevail, fruits of one’s resilience unveiled. Faith and Hope, reaches to the depth, where logic could never fathom. Faith, doesn’t require intellect, Hope is naturally direct. Having that, je ne sais quoi, what only one’s own heart can know. Faith, hovers like a song in the night, covers like a blanket of peace that’s right. Hope, the light that illuminates bright, casting no shadow of doubt. Sweet dreams, are made of these, who am I to disagree? Breadth of Faith’s heart, tender of what’s soft inside; Hope’s prudence doing something, that can’t be explained. What requires dedication, needing no conversation. Faith and Hope, heart and soul, riding the waves of life together, ah ha. Give Faith its chance, to let Hope prove its stance; your quintessence, its tree of life will enhance!
Right here, this place, the crevices of my soul. Where my heart wants to be, my soul needs You to be. Here, so close to me, no space in between, stay. Until, tears wash away all my defenses, love silences any lingering fear, forever won’t meet us here. Love’s every encounter, feeling like heaven to me. Here, my soul caught up in love’s rapture, in love being, naturally so. My heart, doesn’t want to seem so laid back, but, pressed deeply up against your love, where my soul loves so to be. Here, I lay my soul down, knowing no shadow of a doubt, this love can ever be shaken; stirred. Here, love’s peace my silent river, an ocean so overwhelming, so breathtakingly deep to sea(e). A soul, on a quest to fathom love’s true meaning; a heart, finding ways to be in perpetuity here, in love. Here, love illuminates, its breadth enlightens. In that moment, time has no existence, neither, my heart putting up any resistance. You don’t have to be here, you never stroll far from my thoughts. In my soul, I feel your love near. In my heart, earnestly it keeps me company, here. Whenever, love strikes its chord, heartstrings tug my soul. Sweetest of lullabies, echoing profoundly, swaying breathlessly; heart and soul. The imaginable made possible, undeniable made beautiful, Here!
The Tag: A soul, producing heartfelt prose, a heart releasing its symbiotic film. Layers of the heart’s innermost, revealing the soul’s cinematic story!
The Plot: Sometimes, in life our soul can feel trapped; a heart under fire, feeling no one has your back. But, make up within heart of hearts, your resilience will never give in, will never surrender to fear of the unknown. The battles our soul faces, build character, the fears our heart slays, strengthen confidence, emboldening our resolve. Beyond every horizon, faith abounds, found within hope’s renown!
A eMotion Picture:
When, the day won’t let your heart be, soul struggling to breathe. The breathless moments, the battles that leave a heart feeling vulnerable, truth be told. When, indifference tries to blindside your soul’s resolve, ambushed your hopes, plot against your daydreams. Your soul, caught within the crossfire of needs, your heart facing an insurgent of wants. Your heart and soul, deep within the trenches of life, battling on-slot of emotions. Heart and mind conflicted, anxiety, being vindictive. Love, doing its best to reign, but oh, the illusive nature of tear’s diabolical rain. Grace under fire, wayward thoughts scheming with stress; to abandon core beliefs. The heart, cleaving to one’s hopefulness, prudence will prevail. The battle for mind, body, soul; the struggle that rises with the dawn. Mind asking the heart, do you have the strength to endure, fighting for the health of your soul. Words pierced deeply, a bleeding heart, overwhelmed by the incoming. If, love has the final say; it’s a triumphant heart, wielding an endearing outlook!
Battle scars, never defines the soul’s resilience, exposed, never indicative of a heart losing, just tested; vested. If ever, night becomes the heart’s daunting foe, relinquish to it woes, watch as into the abyss it goes. A barrage of lies, deeply wounded do pry, but will never penetrate, armor of a guarded heart. Though, deep in the pit, seeming like hell. Yell if you must, just don’t cuss. On the cusp, of a soul well knowing thus; always the darkest, before the dawn. While, serving honorably, no need to cover up your flaws. Every heart, at some point must, give an account for its soul’s decision; stood for principles, abandoned just beliefs? During the heat of the moment, a faithful heart endures, trusting the process. Whenever, life drops a bomb, aimed at devastating your beliefs. Even, a heart in tatters, clinging to strands of confidence, its soul unshakable. A soul, finds its greatest reprieve, in knowing its profoundest worth. The encounters, deepening the heart’s preservation. Virtue of its courage, while yet under fire!
This post, inspired by an American war drama film, released in 1996; courage under fire, starring Denzel Washington, and Meg Ryan. I haven’t watched it in years, but have seen it a few times, to remember the plot. It came to mind yesterday, and thus a peak into my heart. Hope you enjoyed it, and if you haven’t seen the movie, check it out, it’s worth watching!
Breadth, can’t be held, but like that of love, be fundamentally grasped, completely embraced. Titanium, like that of love’s quintessential depth, strength encompasses profoundly; its width not withstanding. Sound, intuitively does surround, amplified resounds; like true love, its veracity no bounds. Circumstance, acts circumspect, never dampened due time’s relevance. Compass of action, never circumscribes to meaningless words or deeds. Love, withholding nothing, encapsulation needs of its encompassing characteristics. Sometimes, rain does falls, hedging your heart with its reign, its drench yet unknown. But, when love’s reign befalls, will encompasse your soul, pour into the heart whole. With the hedge of preservation, will contain watered tears. Giving hearts courage to persevere, within waterfall’s reign. Immersed, heart and soul thee wed, to have and to hold. Ringed, what its tether brings, what all encompassed love beholds. Enveloped, lettered instance revealing, enclosed essence inked. What comprise, what gives rise, what edifies wise. What every thoughts know, what every word convey; the encompassed breath of one’s heart, of one’s soul!
Love lives within an age, where the nucleus of its purpose, seems of an artificial understanding. Intelligent love, not of superficial pretext, but hearts displaying its sincere context, its breadth being of love’s intuitive nexus. Its gentle essence of natural persuasion, its nature represented a genuine soul. Synthetic words, though bold may seem a simulated posture. If not a heart stimulated, embolden by its mission; authentic. An artificial smile, could never paint a realistic portrayal, the depth within a heart and soul. Robotic concepts, could never personify love’s deep precepts. Motionless thoughts, never conceptually emotionless of sway. A heart searched, the love tested, the soul proven. Though deeply flawed, worth never in forfeit of its relevance. Even, being of ten thousand imperfections, upgraded intelligence, not easily degraded of love’s profound relevancy. Why, would tears pretend, the air is just a little misty? Artificial tears, could never move a heart to feel, what only true intentions can acutely achieve. Perceptively love, wholeheartedly discerns, inquisitively affirms, intelligently by design; thoughtfully reaffirms. Fabricated affirmation, meaningless faux love, no reciprocated affection. Love, seemingly becoming abstract, in an age of artificial, intelligence!
Through a telescopic lens, love gazes with intention, sees beyond the natural. A heart captivated, by the breadth of love’s galactic hue. Like the stars, love’s radiant glow glistens, a reflection of the heart’s quintessence. Stargazing, hearts souls raptured by a love so amazing, the heart left dazing. Hearts, fixed on love’s aura, soul’s wick awaiting to become, beautiful enlightenment of love’s breathtaking light, of heights. Love’s gaze, ignites the spark of its sublime. Might of its compassion, soul gazing with wide-eyed curiosity, its passion observantly in awe, heart wide open. Knowing, the beauty of love’s cosmos, envisioned within its breathless wonder. Conceived within the nature of its muse, contemplated in the depth of its immersive escape. Heart and soul swept by the gravity, within love’s heartfelt gaze!
Within her, daylight, her endearing might. She’s a warrior, but her heart so wide open, you capture her soul. Forever hold her gaze, with just the breadth of your love. The petals of her love, deep like that of a crimson flower. Her aura, cast so much light it brightens the moon’s glow. Her worth, eclipses the radiance of the sun. Her love, shimmers more radiant than all the stars, her presence is never far. Her beauty, if you can’t see it, you can’t see the silhouette of her heart. But here’s the thing, her wings, angelic for her heart is that of an angel. Her quintessence, her heart draped with the fabric of her love, displaying the texture of her soul. Like a tree, her love is deep rooted, will stand the test of time, won’t easily be swayed. And if, you treat her like a lady, sweetly you will taste and see. Her love will bee, the breathless fragrance of her heart and soul. Her motherhood, her sisterhood, her womanhood, essence of a woman!
Now, doesn’t change the course of then. Love flowed then, but now the ink bleeds deeply; from heart to pen. Words could never be lost, for when love pricks one’s heart, inked words spill, baring innermost of one’s soul. The pages of one’s life, depth of one’s love, cascade to form textured chapters of a love story. What’s consequential, overwritten by moments inconsequential. Love composed, never embarrassed by what its heart-felt pen composes. By design, the tapestry of one’s heart, instrumental in revealing the imagery of one’s soul, the love mosaically imprinting. Deep love, doesn’t draw meaningless lines, even its most subtle portrayal, an intrinsic silhouette of the heart’s aura. Words penned meaningful, not inkling of a heart typical, exposed through love reciprocal. Consisting, consistent, naturally refined consistency; inking heart and soul. Penning thoughts, journaling one’s lived experience, texturizing the heart’s quintessential hue. Love moves, the soul it proves, but the heart it behoves; seep inked. For now, doesn’t change the course of then. Love flowing even then, now bleeds profusely, from heart to pen!
Etched within the pages of time, the colorful imagery of life, love, hopes, dreams. Its heartfelt tapestry woven, every breath embolden, let its every breadth exude. The Silhouette of one’s heart, revealing deeply what moves, what behoves, what proves. If love’s essence pigments your soul, texturizes it richly? Love’s vibrant hue, painting the heart with such a vivid portrayal. Freckled perception, pigmented with the beauty of love’s conception. Figurative, substantive, creative. Heartstrings tethered, by its breathless muse, the depth found within, love’s pigmented tapestry!
Tangible Love!
Within its touch, within its essence, within its embrace, within the feeling, its holistic nature. Beyond fleeting emotions, beyond words, beyond what seeps, beyond what moves; to what’s palpable, to what’s notable, what’s evident. Love’s tangible gift, what makes the heart glad. What takes you by the heart, walks you alone through the moonlight, what wakes you with a kiss in the morning, when no one’s home. That is, what is, tangibly love!
**By design, a collaboration of my late daughter’s spirit and my soul, giving my heart inspiration to create these designs. Each are pieces of different elements; pictures, drawings, paint swatches, inserted and manipulated within several design apps, together creating the final design. To be a legacy in the making, love’s ornate breadth by design! ***
Hope you have enjoyed these latest designs, blessings and peace!
Love in black and white, portrayed with embedded color, shades of the heart, painted in its eclectic hue. Of people, of places, of things, imprints upon the canvas of the heart. What’s etched, within the pages of history; of what was, of what is, of what makes a consequential impression. Black and white by design, colorful in kind, brushed with the breadth of love’s artistic sublime, revealed by history’s endearing intent. Varying perspective, monochrome perception; never opposing principle, in love lensed reciprocal. Its beautiful color residing, within the space between; heart and soul. Love’s illustration, paints a vivid image, when shades of gray leaves one’s crimson heart, feeling black and blue. Love’s subtle beauty, colored outside the lines, love nevertheless, if it leaves one’s heart impressionable. Pastel colors, with shades of black and white, may seem somewhat bombastic, yet deeply fantastic. Black and white, life and death, hopes and dreams; textured humanity. Likened to that of a lamp distinguishable, burning bright love’s inextinguishable worth. In blackened moments, illuminates fluorescent white. Love’s tapestry, in living color, never pixelated black and white, but texturized historical!
A Love Story! 
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