The Reason!

You’re the reason, the reason; why, there’s so much hope. Why I smile, when everyone says; faith in You, hopeless. But, my soul knows better. My breath would be fleeting, if you weren’t the reason. You’re the reason, why my heart knows joy. Why every heartbeat, gets louder and stronger. The reason, why I rise every morning. Why every day, gets brighter and brighter, better and better. The reason, why theres a moonlight, why the stars shines, the heart twinkles. The ocean depth, becomes greater and deeper. The drowning, over and over. The reason, why my heart will never leave, will forever cleave. The reason, why my heart has wings, my soul touches the sky. To feel the height, the length, the breadth of love. Why like a phoenix, I rise from the ashes. Every breath, taken higher and higher. Remnants, a heart basking in the afterglow. Milking the moment, embraced in a love so endearing. Where the heart engages, where the love begin, to never ending. The full intent, love the true soul provider. Where losing your breath, a wonderful place to be. So, when you come to the end of yourself. The love sweeps your soul, and carries you. Not like a fairy tale, on the wings of a dove. God’s Love, the Reason! Live, to breathe!

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Fun Friday; Things!

Loneliness, and heartache, it’s a real ting. Sometimes, the phone doesn’t ring. Leaving you to go, through the warm summer days wondering. Will the bee string, will the dogs bite? Will another lockdown, leave you feeling sad? Just, simply remember your favorite things. And the perspective, won’t be so bad. The raindrops on roses, the ticklish whiskers on kittens. Let’s your soul, beat the humdrum. Make some tea, in your bright copper kettle. When the door rings, grab your favorite warm woolen mittens. Outside, your Amazon brown paper packages, tied up with string. For some, these are a few, of your favorite things. Like riding the merry go round, on your favorite cream colored ponies. With a tasty, crisp apple strudels. Soon, winter will be here. With more door bells, and sleigh bells. A time, to make some schnitzel with noodles. But first, let your heart bask in the colorful, the autumn hue!

September, oh October. Your dazzling display, captures the imagination. The crimson muse, radiant with the colors of love. The breadth, makes the soul soar. Your heart having wings, like wild geese, flying with the moon on their wings. These, a few of life’s favorite things. Girls in white dresses, tied with blue satin sashes. Daydreaming, of all the snowflakes, that stay on the nose, and eyelashes. The silver white winters, they melt into spring. The season has changed, part of your favorite things. A well dressed up status, just a cling, accessorized with bling. But, it won’t benefit the heart, it’s a fleeting thing. Instead, let your heart be captivated, with a heartfelt love. What a joy it would bring, to have your honeybun. Your sugar and tea, double, double. The love better, better; with flavor, flavor. To help, take away the sting, and make the heart sing. When, the dog bites, if the bee stings. Your soul, remembering one thing. Let your heart love, and dance. The hills are alive, with the sound of music!

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This One, For You!

With every encounter, let love be. In just a smile, to captivate the heart. A love that sparkles, twinkles endlessly, capturing every gaze. A soul fluttering, a heart with wings. Spread wide, for you’re a, beauty butterfly. Love the real, the deal, the meal; food for the soul. A love you can hold, the heaven’s divine, what you get to behold. Every starry gaze, the breath taken for days. A heart, watching from a far, for another moment. To draw even closer, show what’s loved… profoundly. Layer, on layers; how love builds, the strongest foundation. Easing the fear, strong love, won’t be able to stand the test… time. Love, too important to let any kind of whether, cast any doubts. Love is forever, let it soar to heights unknown. Love is the gift, deserving to be regifted… over and over. Let it glean, let it learn, from your being. New depths, your heart breathless needing to discover. My friends, is your heart constantly thinking of ways, to love on others… just because? If you’re hurting, feeling discouraged, just need a shoulder. You’re not alone, I’ve been there, and can walk with you. The way out, is to go through… to the other side. May love keep your heart, where the light is. My love, my heart, my soul; thought of you today. So, I wrote this one, for you!

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Sounds Like!

I don’t need, to clear my throat. For what, my heart wants to convey. There’s, a well known saying, within a deeply felt expression. You don’t, have to figure it out. Wonder if each action, just a reaction, or a figure of speech? What I have to say, resonate each and every day. Though, the heart becomes a mess. You don’t, have to stress. I won’t, make you have to guess. What, my heart clearly needs to articulate. So that, there won’t be any miss understanding. My soul, has something meaningful to say. This, one word, with one Syllables. Lean in, come closer; my heart, has a tell. When the pen bleeds, the ink reveals the evidence. The word, doesn’t slip the mind, or stops at the tip of the tongue. You’re spelling, but everyone guessing. To be, or not to be? Let your actions, Be… intentional. Don’t let what’s real, be just a guessing game. The answer, will enlighten, the move profound you. If it, doesn’t need to be spelt out. You don’t, need a clue. Just, your heart in the right place, knowing the right word. If you don’t know it, it rhymes with, Dove. The answer, and the question, one in the same. And it, Sounds Like!

Every day, begins with, L. An affectionate greeting, conveyed on your heart’s behalf. The tenderness, the warmth, the passion, kindness, and true devotion. And if you do, the day; will surely feel like heaven. The rhyme, and the reason. Pumping, bumping to the rhythm, of every heartbeat. Every heartstring, tugged like a stringed instrument. The melody, easy on the soul. With every gentle touch, the heart, swayed by the breadth. To make you speechless, take your breath away. The power, to hold your gaze, amazingly. My heart, given you what I know, it Sounds Like! The definition, search your heart. To find that LOVE, is the prevailing word. The universal answer, in every question. Even if, other words are said!

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Kindness!

The Plea:

Father, may every heart be filled, with kindness. Have true compassion, for everyone. The passion, to profoundly serve. Through the eyes, or with just a smile. The heart and soul, would surely be known. Love, receives with open arms. But thrives, when sincerely from an open heart. A heart truly engaged, marries hope, to grace. The day, true love in our humanity grows. The roots going deeper, for we’re all tethered, to the same vine. A love, that erases the lines, drawn through the sands of time. May our hearts, not be scared to lean in. Test the waters, to see how deeply refreshing. Press the love in, until the new wine, finds the deepest place. May we see the truth, that in every vein. Lies the same universal, color of love. Even, in just a smile, kindness would resoundingly be felt. Love, doesn’t care if you’re homeless, famous, someone in between. Our Father, take your children, by the heart. May our life reflect, our heart tell the whole story. To what kind of love, permeates inside. A never ending love, won’t leave a heart wondering. If the love, will be there unconditionally tomorrow? The heart is shaped, by love in action. Even in just a smile, felt would surely be. The Father’s love, on display!

A Poem:

A kind gesture, speaks without words. Warm-hearted, may tenderness prevail. May goodwill, come with true affection. May love be warmth, casting a gentle presence. The mist moved, a soul feeling the breadth. Water, cascading from the heart, touched in the deepest place. May we, always be considerate, one to another. Helpful, thoughtful, loving. Even if, it’s just through a smile, as you joyfully hold open a door. We have, such big hearts. So let our hopes, dream biggest dream. One love, one heart, for humanity!

May it, be so!

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Undistracted!

When, the day comes trying to sway. Don’t let distractions, get in the way. Don’t let your heart stray, focus on what, will get you through the day. A heart knowing, there’s a light; that shines through the darkness. The moon can’t eclipse, clustered stars can’t outshine, clouds can’t cast a doubt. God’s love, is the lighthouse. When the storms loom, when the rain falls… from your eyes. Anchor your faith, His love won’t, let your heart get swept away. God’s love, speaks to the water. His heart, oceans deep. It steps into the surreal, to show it’s a love so real. The overwhelming flood, restrained, by the breadth of His love. Dip your hope, let every breath drown, in the depth of the calm. What do you do, when you’ve done all you can do? In the wake, stand… in the reign. Words, what could mine do, to change; what your heart has to face? Love, gives words the unrestricted power, to encourage a heart. This day, and the next too shall pass. May your peace, know the stillness, that will take you by the heart. Love thrives when it gets, your undistracted devotion!

“The Lord bless you, and keep you. May the Lord, make His face to shine upon you, be gracious to you. May the Lord, lift His countenance upon you, and give you His peace.” And may you let His love, rest upon your heart! Numbers 6:24-26 ESV

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The Way Out!

The way out, what you have to go through. Every beginning, finds an end. Every story, tells the tale. Every journey, reveals the process. Every season, brings about change. At every stage, something is learned. With every experience, wisdom is gained. The road to truth, leads to enlightenment. Brokenness is a place, where courage won’t leave you abandoned. Through the valley, there’s a way out. Your most vulnerable moment, doesn’t mean a crushing defeat. Your resolve, thrives because of the fiber, strengthened by your confidence. A difficult situation is conquered, as a result of your heart. Loss, takes the breath. Grief, knows a deep river. In the depth, love pulls you through, helps you rise again. Finding peace, gives you a way to breathe. Though the way out, still taking you through. Find a love, you can press in, as you press on. The way out, through the tears. After the rain, watch the cloud roll back, to see there’s always hope. When the sun emerges, get ready to shine. Discover you’re not alone, someone has made it through. Scars, don’t define you. Flawlessly, how hopefulness shines. Showing the way, every time. Thanks to grace, and the power you’ve found. A forward momentum, unstoppable. Where, you happen to find your heart? The way out, what you have to go through. To find The way, the truth, life!

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The Planned Escape!

The silent river, the introverted depth capsized, by a deep ocean. Every escaping breath, what needed to be held. The heart pouring, the crimson tide receiving. Every breathless encounter, never ceased to amaze, every gaze captured. The heart arrested, in the surrender. Why fight the power to slip away, swept by the still water. The cascading love, drowns breathlessly. When chains are broken, but the heart forever tethered. Every planned escape, becomes another retreat… deeper. The heart flying the cooped, with wings and a prayer. Every pursuit, the great escape… into depth of love. When you’ve reached, the love transcends. Your words run away, love had your heart… at speechless. You never again, have to duck and cover, a heart so exposed. The heart of a child, playing duck, duck, goose. The soul coming loose, chasing butterflies. The joy of love, no longer contained; the heart spilling the beans. The breadth of love, escaped into the atmosphere. Love escapes the mind, when the choice didn’t reveal intentional. Love reacting, the heart never acting. Love confined, a soul; not knowing the freedom. Love should never be shaken, just stirred. The glass never half empty, always half full. Every drip of love, feeling like water soothing. Seeping through the heart, outpoured running over endlessly. You can never, run from the day. But your soul can escape, into an oasis. My heart, has no need for a random getaway. For me and my soul, it’s a planned escape, the needed retreat. Not into myself, but into the heavenly. Every day, resting the cares of the heart. Without allowing, your love to be on vacation. To stay or to vacate, keep or be spent. Holding the breadth, but losing your breath. My escape, retreat into the divine; stay in the love. To not let the surrender, be the afterthought. Escaping is a choice, to live free. Even for the diehard, heart with a lot on the go. Love in action, will never be a heart bruised. When love forever, becomes the planned escape. The devotion, my heart… undistracted!

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