Broken Wings!

Once upon a moment, there was a heart, with a broken wing. This heart, loved being free, lived feeling whole. But, when the soul can’t breathe, life takes a toll, the strong winds takes its hold. Breaking your spirit, fracturing your will. Wounding what was once, beautiful wings. A heart exhausted, trying to be strong, until flight became the fight. When, hope is not elevated, faith becomes the struggle, finding the strength to be. The notion in that moment, the gravity. Emotion given space, poetry in motion. Wings can’t sustain, a heart free falling. A soul, colliding with fear of the unknown. In the brokenness, in the helplessness, vultures circle. A traumatized heart, leaves your wings paralyzed. But, while existing in a vulnerable state, compassion finds you. Love holds you gently, cares profoundly. How, do you help a broken wing? Time, healing, devotion; what every broken heart needs, to thrive, not just survive. A rehabilitated wing, a heart knowing brokenness, doesn’t define your healing. It’s a wild, wild world, even though there’s winds of change. A butterfly released, finds its wings are, beautiful. It’s not, just angels that know how to fly. Every heart takes flight, given the chance, to spread wings like an eagle. Rise, with the wind beneath your wings, with breadth in your soul. Don’t let anyone, tell you to mend, the heart has to bend. Let your soul pretend, that it’s mind over what truly matters, Love. Putting the heart in a box, not what brings about healing. Clean hands, a pure heart; tends to your being. Once upon a moment, will never mean broken wings, won’t feel whole… again!

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Fear-less!

In the jungle, you don’t have to float like a butterfly, your heart doesn’t need to sting like a bee. You don’t need gloves, when you’re in the fight of your life. Love in the heart, makes your humanity, undisputed. Heart to heart, how battles are won. An indifferent soul, can never contend, with a fear-less love. You don’t, need the ability to leap tall buildings, in a single bound. By leaps and bounds, courageous love uses its intrinsic might, whenever it leaps into action. A warrior, fighting the good fight, vanquishes whatever comes in the cloak of darkness. A fear-less soul, climbs every mountain, never dreads walking through the valley. A heart conquers fear, wielding a brilliant smile, displaying a beautiful mind. Shadows of death, won’t eclipse the light, can’t distinguish emboldened confidence. Shackle can’t restrain a heart, that knows what it takes, to break chains. A soul knowing true freedom, not swayed by limitations. You don’t, have to be fearless, just know how to fear-less!

Fear-less, not about being unafraid, but being fearless, to show strength reigns inside you. A heart knowing its worth, doesn’t look to be heroic, just needing a reason to be faithful. A purpose driven life, a heart born to rule, govern with intent, living intentionally. Rise from the ashes, like a phoenix, spread wings like an eagle. A soul free like a bird, soars higher and higher, with wind beneath your wings. You don’t, have to be the king of the jungle, to become an overcomer. A heart of a lion, doesn’t protect territory, but guards the heart. If you’re a lioness, if you’re a lion, rise up and roar. Rise up and rock, rise up and lock, on to your destiny. Hopes and dreams, show the way, faith says you can, get there; fulfilling your purpose. Rise up, activate your heart. Rise up, dominate your mind. Rise up, and change the landscape, overtake the negativity. A fear-less perspective, try it on; freedom will look good, on you!

Fear becomes a thief, when the door is left open. Close the window to your soul, and fear will know, open door is an illusion!

Fear can consume you, with only the oxygen, you provided. A heart set ablaze, burns passionately. Love breathed in, makes fear exhale!

Fears can’t eclipse light, can only mask perception. Fear gets nervous, when it sees your strength is about to rise up, and shine fearlessly!

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Peace, in the Drowning!

I found peace in the silence, found peace in a deep river. Peace took my breath, left my heart, at the quiet stream. Peace taught my soul, how to be, free. And now, I find peace on the mountain, find peace in the valley. My peace is found, in fields of enlightened dreams. I find peace on the journey, know there’s peace, on every winding road. I find water in the desert, I find peace in the raging sea. Peace fills my soul, breathlessly. In the stillness, my love learned to be, intentional. I find peace in chaos, have peace of mind in the madness. My peace waits in the unknown, in suffering, peace holds my heart. Letting go of brokenness, I found piece of myself, searching the depth of my being, peace lives inside of me. In the drowning, my heart takes a breath, to let the peace in my soul, breathe!

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Real Talk; The Context!

Here’s a bit of the context, to what this love is based, why my heart has words. This summer, will be thirty seven years, the heart to heart encountered. The summer of 86, when I knew her love, would Always be. Sure, over the years there were conditions, factors, situation, feelings. But within the ambience, God’s love, our frame of reference. Circumstances, we all face them. Events playing out, giving a glimpse, into what happens in our lives. They make a statement, give you an idea, but not always the understanding. Will the love last, rise up with strength, or crumble, underneath the breadth? Profound love, lives in the depth, breathless. When the soul feels, the heart bleeds, the love flows, reveals love’s crimson hue. Ain’t no way, better or for worse, will ever cease to be, the essence of my vows. Always, the song our hearts will dance to. Then, when our hearts were wed. Now, in every moment shared. Forever, what will proclaim, our endless love!

Some of you have probably noticed, I haven’t been posting on my regular days, or reading. I don’t share the details, to what my family and I face. I shared my daughter’s passing, two years ago. My post shares the love, what my soul has experienced, in my fifty plus years. I like to focus, on Love’s positive side. Real talk, here’s some context. For the past 15 years, my wife has been battling a condition, which attacks different parts of her body. In the past four years, she’s been in the hospital every year. She’s been in there, for over a week now, with a new issue; loss of partial movement, in her left arm and leg. She was also in there, a few months ago in December, for two weeks, for something else. When she is home, she’s in bed 80% of the time, being as strong as she knows how. I won’t go into detail, during the week day; my day starts at 6:30 am, and ends at 1:00am. Looking after her, the home, working two jobs, blogging, writing, reading; my days are full, but never overwhelming. Two months, before our daughter passed, in 2021, my wife spent three weeks in the hospital, and almost died on the way; but God. Like I said, I don’t usually share these kinds of things, but thought this little glimpse, would encourage someone. Love in action, shares the vulnerability, cares within the vulnerable moments!

For the last few years, from time to time, she has asked me; not to leave her. But the truth is, where would my love be, if I turned my back, on part of my heart. Always, Forever, never ponders the notion; what if? Wholeness is, love being wholehearted. Perhaps, you can understand my why; the context to my words. My heart will never be ready, let her go, let the love wither. Love within a perpetual bloom, deepened by the root. Tears become the water, letting the heart be the continuous light, revealing love’s breathtaking beauty!

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Life, is But a Breath!

Every day, the clouds roll, the bell tolls, time unfolds. An enriched life, embraces the flaws, cherishes the moment, holds dear the present, clings to our humanity. When, our heart paints a vivid picture, our lifestyle becomes. An endearing portrait, a profound portrayal of love. We, are imperfect beings, but, true love transcends. Truth is seen, compassion revealed, not through words, but through love’s untainted lens. Life, live it well. Love is built, on a firm foundation. Love has affection for, thinks the world of. Reverences one another, cares for each other, appreciate differences. Mankind, stop the fussing, stop the fighting; let freedom reign. In moments of silence, you will hear, we all have the same heartbeat. When it becomes, one love, one heart. Don’t, just give someone a hand, give them love, and they will see your heart. Authentic love reveals, truth has the power, to shelve weaponized words. Let your actions speak, your love be, a way of life. Through the good, and the bad, stand by your word. Life goes by, in the blink of an eye. Don’t waste it, don’t marginalize it, don’t take it for granted, let it have purpose. Why, snuff out someone’s hopes, when you can bless their heart, with acts of kindness? Why, plunder someone else’s dreams, when it’s within you, to celebrate their worth? Let your life, be more than a memory, but a beautiful impression, left on every heart. Deep love, flows like a river, deepens, when our humanity realizes. Life, is but a breath!

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Finding Yourself!

Even when, you find yourself lost, you can still be, present in mind, body, soul. A heart lost, finds itself, when love reminds you, who you are. A soul, exist to be enlightened, by love’s intrinsic nature. Love, what gives the heart a reason, to smile. In the searching, in the pressing, in the finding; the embrace. In the meaning, the becoming, the being; free to be. In the pushing, in the tugging, within the back and forth; what the heart perceives, what the mind concedes. Strength is found, to walk every day, in freedom. In the knowing, in the embracing; the living. We all lose ourselves, for a minute, but in those moments, be empowered. Let your soul take flight, on the wings of love. Even a lost, broken child can find purpose, in your own time, and space. When, you see yourself, the way love sees you. It’s not mind over matter, it’s what the heart believes, that matters. In the enlightenment, in loving of self transplanted, a flower blooms. It’s okay, to tell yourself; I’m in love with who I am, in the here and now. Love builds the future, restores the past. True love for yourself, a divine intervention. Life, takes a toll, but peace in heart and soul, makes love whole. Tears, don’t mean losing control, joy makes quiet streams, become love’s tranquil river. Faith leads, hope keeps, love leans; the heart dreams. Brokenness, hides in plain sight, strength lies in knowing; your worth. Excepting yourself, the path to living, your best life!

Love, can’t sell your soul, what your heart, is not willing to buy. Learning, to love yourself, is the greatest love of all. The perception is, you have to find yourself, to know who you are. The truth is, knowing who you are, is believing in the love, you find within. Believing, the confidence to attain, what may seem impossible. Finding, the heart seeking to behold, what’s possible. Sometimes, the heart has to circle back. Not to retrace missed steps, but see how far, your belief has progressed. Finding your self confidence, not a place, but a state of being, content. Pounding the pavement, won’t break glass ceilings. Every day, your heart has to rise up, and beat, push through the barriers. Perseverance, the key to unlocking the mind, opening up the heart, to the possibility. Love is more gifted, a heart more representable, the soul more accomplished; than what a tainted lens, will make known. In loss we find, how to reclaim, a miss placed self worth. Searching the heart, how you realize every heartbeat, has an imperfect rhythm. Slowly, but surely, how we all get there; your place in life, your quintessence. And, when your soul has arrived, believing in yourself. Where you find your worth, was never lost!

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What Does Love Look Like?

What does love look like? Does it stand tall, is it head and shoulders? Does love walk gracefully, does love wait faithfully? What does love look like? Does love wear a nice texture, dressed in the right fabric, does love look like a beautiful tapestry? What does love look like? Is it a love dressed to impress, or a love well put together, representing a humble heart? Is love color blind, does love see a heart in need? What does love look like? Does it hide behind a painted smile, can it draw you in, with its endearing presence? What does love look like? Do you see love, holding open the door, or closing off itself, to your heart? What does love look like, does it display a transparent sign? Saying; come in, I’m open, to serve you, or sorry, I’m closed… off to you. What does love look like? Can you see it from a distance, or have to get real close, to recognize if it’s even love? What does love look like? Is the love you see, willing to get its heart dirty, fighting with you in the trenches? What does love look like? Does love have arms wide open, is love a heart exposed? When you look for love, don’t look for an alluring perception, but a beautiful heart. Love looks like anyone, every heart willing to concede; love is a reflection. In love’s vulnerability, love reveals its greatest strength; its inner beauty. In the stillness, love grows. In the darkness, love glows. In the moment, love is. A display, of what love allows you to become, and what it becomes, for you!

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By Design; the Beauty!

These by designs, posted in remembrance of my daughter, March 9 would have been her 33rd birthday. May it inspire, may the color of love, illuminate the beauty within your heart! Happy international women’s day, to all the wonderful hearts. May every men, celebrate your worth. For without a doubt, an endearing love, radiate from within! If you wish, save a copy! Blessings!

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