Tag: Encouragement

Wednesday Proverb; Retaining Wall!

Within the pushback, within beats per second; heart and soul, codifies its unwavering commitment, be a source of strength. Faith, could never be its quintessence, without hope’s retention. To live a long beautiful life, we must guard our heart, gird our soul. And even though, sometimes, our levee’s are overwhelmed; the river within our soul keeps overflowing. Retaining your composure, keeps hopes and dreams, from losing its breadth. The love we cleave, repels the anxiety we leave, embedded in the annals of the past. Memories are retained, not to keep them alive, but safeguard its meaning. By design, retaining walls are fortified by deeply held beliefs, the freedom it provides. Perceptions are altered, by the perspective in one’s heart. Retaining your position, engaged by the soul’s resilience. To be, or not to be, the conundrum that will test the heart’s resolve. In times of uncertainties, to what will your soul cling? What Words will anchor your heart, restrain your soul from being swept, by waves of emotions? When, faith is kept in sight, hope holds fast, helps the heart retain its confidence. Preserve, conserve, reserve, the integral essence in our being; confident, tomorrow will reconcile wants and needs. “Cherish the love you have, cherish the life you live, for as long as…” For me, and my heart; Words have I hid. The love, my soul’s in possession of, kept secure, by my heart’s retaining wall!

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Wednesday Proverb; Love’s Assurance!

They say, but, do they reassure? It’s not enough, to just rely on what they (meaningless notions) say. Sometimes, the answer to questions we have, found when we search our heart. For that divine intervention, the message bottled up, waiting for our soul to find. Assuring the heart, everything will be alright. There’s, power in positive thinking, but more confidence attained, within love’s endorsement. Words edify, but love amplifies, the heart’s true intent. Its assurances will honor, its truth never lost, even within the translation. In life, it’s not enough to pledge devotion, but vow from the depth of your soul, to love wholeheartedly. The key to love, built into knowing its turnkey commitment, the door of the heart is opened up, clockwise. The days of our lives, are the moments in time we don’t let slip away, through cracks in the hourglass. A heart, open to the possibilities, a soul not allowing these precious moments to become, counterintuitive. Love’s safeguards, reassures us with its provision. Love covers, giving hearts the freedom to discover, love’s courage lies within its faithfulness. Words are fleeting, if not tethered by its worth, bound to its essence; anchored by its truth. Trusting, your heart into someone else’s care, reassured when the soul embraces; love’s blessed assurance!

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Beyond…

Love is revealed, beyond words, its beauty more breathtaking, than a well thought out soliloquy. More poetic, than syllables can express. Beyond words, love’s truth speaks. Within the breadth, the heart finds its voice, the soul’s spirit escapes. Beneath the depth, love’s ocean is explored, deepest places perceived. Within its profoundness, the soul drowns beholding, its breathless presence. Beyond what knowledge teaches, wisdom edifies. Beyond our doubts, our humility. Beyond hurt, love’s significance. Beyond lingering questions, knowing it’s the answer. Beyond sight, faith’s evidence waits to be discovered. Beyond heartfelt expressions, substantive action. Beyond the resistance, the extent the heart is stretched; how flexible becomes the love. Its quintessence, beyond contemplation. Its intimacy, beyond intimidation. It’s faithfulness, beyond comprehension. Sometimes, the soul gets blindsided, by life’s complexities. But, always in the heart’s peripheral, love’s reflection; the Need, beyond what eyes can discern. Love’s strength, beyond what’s physical, achieving what may seem impossible. With its integrity, its consistency, its intensity, its immensity; the measure, the degree. The heart’s perspective, willingness to see; beyond…

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The Need!

I don’t want, there will never be a want; deep within my Need. I don’t desire, desiring will never do; Needing, makes wanting more profound. I don’t care for, I’m not looking to be indulged; the thirst won’t ever be quenched, the Need will forever be. I’m not fixated on, what contemplation complicates; Need to know, involves my heart and soul. I’m not interested in, won’t be distracted by, meaningless things; having the Need, having everything, just ask my heart. I’m not going to, never going to abandon, my one thing; the Need I have. I’m not hoping for something, won’t be content with anything; specific or else, what’s the Need? I’m not trying to, making it seem life or death; just my breath, Needs it to breathe. How, could my soul be enamored with, if my heart weren’t impressed by; the Need felt within my bones? I Need to push past, fear is not an option, my heart exposed irrelevant; Needing, outweighs being vulnerable. Needy, being knee deep, still Needing to go deeper. So, wants never become blind love, but a heart wide open, getting its Needs… met. Half way in, still half the way out… the door. I’m not infatuated, I’m in love; to make my heart and soul breathless. The Need, chasing after my soul, but my mind’s not having it; it’s my heart that’s racing, being mindful of the chase. In my heart of heart, there’s the pressing Need; love’s Need becoming known, the breadth within it seen!

There’s an old time saying; “want it, want it, can’t get it; get it, get it, don’t want it.”

In essence, it means; be careful what you wish for. Sometimes, what you want, you can’t get, but then when you get it, you realize you don’t really want it. So, may the want, become everything you need. The breath-taking things, what your heart and soul truly needs. The things that matter, that won’t let you settle for rather. May, love be the Need, the breath within you known, the breadth within it seen!

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Other Side of The Glass!

On the other side of the glass, do you see lots of baggage. Heart and soul, packed for its life long journey. A mission to find enough confidence, that will never again be taken… for granted. On the other side of the glass, do you ponder a list of past mistakes, or see a list of lessons learned, what not to do? On the other side of the glass, do you see a reflection of someone struggling to stand, or someone on their knees searching, for the courage to rise up every day, from the ashes? On the other side of the glass, do you see someone in pieces over shattered dreams, or someone trying their best to collect themselves, use broken pieces to rebuild their hopes? Just know, on the other side of every perception, a reflective glass. Reflecting the things, we all try so desperately to conceal, with a little blush, and the make-up. The pretty words used, to tell our tale. The real you, textured glass. Reflective interpretations, veneered glass. Transparent facades, not meant to mask the heart, but reveal its humanity!

Mirror, mirror; through the glassed lens, show me one heart that doesn’t have their baggage, one soul that hasn’t made its own list of mistakes? How about someone, that hasn’t struggled knowing their worth, or at some point felt a bit broken? Every mirror’s reflection, perfect as it may seem today, could become sudden brokenness. A mirror reflects you, what’s allowed to be seen. Glass reveals what’s a fragile situation, a heart handled with care, not easily broken. Casting stones, will break glass, easily replaced. But, the heart worn on the sleeve, when impaled by reckless acts, leaves visible scars. Glasses expose, what a mirror can’t hide, brokenness the heart reveals!

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Wednesday Proverb; Believe!

Believing you can soar, not relying on just wings, but trusting in the faith. Believing, doesn’t look to be convinced, looks within itself to be persuaded, by the indwelling confidence. The meaning of true love, found within the evidence of its intrinsic breadth. Leaning on its everlasting arms, letting the embrace take your soul to its highest plain. It first starts inside, within the belief you can. Heart and soul with a plan, wings with an elevated span, takes your beliefs to it. The place where the soul knows, if the heart believes it, your hopes will do it, soar higher. Metaphorically, beliefs reaching the proverbial sky. No limitations, there’s absolutely nothing to it. Spreading your wings the soul sees, how far dreams take the heart. A soul on the verge, doesn’t wait on settled nerves, but the heart’s inkling, the mind’s epiphany; the manifestation. Believing, happens not by chance, but the intentional choice. Thinking it likely, predicated on the heart knowing, it’s inevitability. I know, believing sometimes seems so attainable, but yet at times so far. When, weakness tries to get the best of you? Meekness will, find a way. Belief won’t change, if hope doesn’t get distracted, when faith doesn’t get discouraged. The soul, needs love to breathe, the spirit wings to soar. The question is, does your heart, believe?

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Wednesday Proverb; Spilled Love!

My heart is full, my soul can’t keep it contained, my cup overflows. When I open up my heart, whenever I tip my hat, love spills from the depth of my soul. When, my forever said I do, love spilled from within deep affection. When my heart, grieved the loss of a child, love made the tears spill, watering the ground where her love lays. As a child, my grandma instilled endearing love in my consciousness; if ever someone rejects your love, don’t let my heart, cry over spilled milk. Que sera, sera; whatever will be, will be. Don’t catch yourself, grasping after careless whispers. Real love speaks boldly, with colorful expressions. Whenever my words spill, the welled up love within, escapes my deepest place. Splashes of love’s hue, the ink tells the story, where the love comes from? Meaningless, love should never fall hollow, words should never be empty. My soul, has been within love’s ocean, and it makes my heart full. Spilling the content of your love, how the texture is made known. Whenever love leans in, with every tilt of your soul, love’s essence leaks from within. Overflow, for the love to pour endlessly, heart and soul has to be willing, to let it intentionally spill. A heart, should never cry over spilled love. That’s how, our humanity is beautified. Poetically, lyrically, rhythmically, deeply, breathlessly; love seeping through crevices of your soul!

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Wednesday Proverb; Love’s Anthem!

Oh, hearts, can your love see, does thy light dawn, how true does its brightness shine? Does even a faint flicker, glow radiantly? Is it a candle, a lantern in the night, illuminating the heart, enlightening the soul? Hope is never silent, it’s a reflection, waiting patiently for its moment, to beam love’s crimson hue, within its benevolent light. In breathless syllables, love profoundly speaks. In its quietness, within its quintessence, love’s essence hail’s the soul; being one in heart and mind. Raising love’s voice, amplifies its loving anthem. Its symphonic sound, its melodic tone, its harmonic rhythm. Within glowing hearts, with an uplifting soul, love’s anthem prevails, resounding strong and free. Hearts, that wade through love’s deep water, knows the anthem within its sea, lives in the depth of its ocean. Love stands on guard, keenly waiting to give hearts, the strength to fight the good fight. Let, love’s Anthem forever be, a song of praise. Its proverbial chorus, echoed again and again!

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Can Anyone…?

As a child, I’ve known rejection, of a father’s love, and because of it, lived many years in a silent river. I’ve lived for a time introverted, had my world turned upside down. I have failed at some things, have triumphed over so many obstacles. I have flaws, I have scars, but my wings never tarred. I’ve had my heart mistreated, had my love misappropriated, but yet; never shied away from giving it. I’ve been looked down on, but it never kept my heart from looking up. I’ve swam in love’s ocean, have drowned trying to fathom the depth. I’ve conquered many mountains, waded through deep waters, and have learned; you survive life, how your soul lives and breathes. I’ve known love’s bliss, felt the pain in its agony. I’ve seen loved ones grieve loss, fighting back my own tears. So, they could have the strength of my love, to cry on. I have fallen, but the fall wasn’t from grace, but into grace. I know passion, have been shown more compassion than I deserve. I love deeply, been loved profoundly, more than rejection will ever eclipse. I’ve had my heart shaken, my soul stirred, have never minced my love. Why live, to let your heart seem heroic, but let your love be true. How strength is found, to triumph in this journey! Tell my heart this, can Anyone… relate?

This piece, written for everyone, for we’ve all been through something, maybe still going through some things. Some more, some less, but our humanity’s truth is this; the struggle is not are we living, but through it all, are you breathing?

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