Tag: Faith

Love Lived!

This heart of mine, swept away forever, within waves of love. My soul, taken by love’s breathtaking encounter. How, can my heart ever stop, streams of love from seeping, through every crevice of cascading pours, the love that overflows. The reign is real, the struggle this; love’s blissful mist. The breathless calm bubbling, the water spilling, welling up from its beautiful spring. Love’s fountain of youth, my deep river unrestrained, my love unashamed, being overwhelmed by its breadth. My soul, submerged within love’s depth, its levee keeping my heart from suffocating, in the quicksands within life’s journey. My soul living deeply, embracing the peace within love’s forevermore. True breathing, takes place in moments noted, preserved in love’s subtle moments. Lived out, in this heart of mine!

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Love’s Linguistic Melody!

Lyrically, single notes when wedded, sequenced within two souls becomes one heartbeat. Hearts in tune, love musically satisfying. Love, phrased in its semasiological form, texturized with its natural beauty; reveals its truest essence. Love’s poetic hue, a portrait painting its intrinsic verse, recited to give its wholistic meaning. The heart’s, most endearing love language, BOLD in its presentation, clear with its representation. Expressive in its simplicity, extensive in its honesty. Linguistically, the bolder love is spoken, the more meaningful becomes its truth. Love’s defining nuances, bares its divine nature, the heart and soul revealing; a love so beautiful, in every way. Real love, like an unforgettable jingle, echoing throughout your soul. Though near or far, the song of love that clings to you, does things to you; unforgettable in every way. The rhyme, giving the rhythm within the heart a reason, to sing along too. It’s that song in the night, playing its soothing tone, to ease the troubled mind. Love’s intricate melody, like an acoustic guitar, strumming gently the heartstrings. Harmonized love, instrumental to live and breathe. In its truest form, becomes intentional, the breadth becoming; love’s linguistic melody!

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If I?

If I, said I only needed one day, to say how much I love you, but made it the most special… ever. Would that one day make it clear, I will always and forever be celebrating your love? If I, showed you a portrait of my heart, but you couldn’t feel the texture of my love. Would the fabric veiling my feelings, be what also, bares to you the depth of my soul? If I, said by chance I happened to fall into your love. Would you then truly believe, I just happened to still be there? In love, in that same state, searching my heart, still trying to find what I know to be love’s worth? If I, said I wrestle with feelings, would you feel I was fighting for us, to not let our love become vulnerable, to what time takes for toll? If I, needed just a proverbial moment, to express my love. It would be if I, believed today was my last chance, to gaze into the breadth of your love. Living within the stillness, my soul realized, my heart wouldn’t be okay. If the perceived special moment, wasn’t the here and now. If I, my heart not knowing love’s true meaning. You and I, wouldn’t have something special; to be my, to be yours, a love worth celebrating… day after day!

This, for everyone reading, may the Words Press! Happy Valentines!

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is it?

Is it what moves you, or what makes the heart beat? Is it a fragrance, or the beauty within what permeates. Is it the depth that takes your breath, or how breathtaking the deeper meaning? Is it an intense gaze leaving you speechless, or the awe leaving the heart lost for words? Is it what the mind ponder, or in its heartfelt wonder? Is it a lifestyle, or in what takes a lifetime, to fathom all the nuances? Is it what’s transparent, or when it transcends? Is it the richness poured out concentrated, or how richer time gives the maturity? Is it more precious with your first breath, or treasured more mourning its loss? Is it what bends to become, or what the mending becomes? Is it what propels the heart through seasons, or what compels your soul, letting it be the reason. Is it the breadth that spans generations, or stages of life revealing, how it shapes the heart? Is it more profound in a sweet melody, or pronounced more as a touching ballad? Is it more endearing sowed, or more enduring vowed? Is it just as wonderful in thought, or becomes more thoughtful in beautiful deeds? Is it multiple choices, or in choosing, not to allow multiple opinions, to sway the integrity of the devotion. Is it in the extrapolation, the intricacies of the estimation, what becomes the final deduction? Is it in questions, or in seeking to know where to find the answer, to deepen understanding? What my heart has found, what my soul knows to be true. Love is the answer, to everything!

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Light A Candle!

Light a candle, let it shine through the window of your soul. Light a candle, let its light dispel negative energy, its warmth be love’s breadth, lingering continuously. Light a candle, let it ignite dimming lights, set ablaze all the lights, that have waxed cold. Light a candle, even if it flickers intermittently, its flame can still burn radiantly. Light a candle, illuminate the world, let your light shine. Light a candle, kindle it with trust, let its spark be love’s consequential light, showing the path to inextinguishable peace. The shining light of hope, even if a candle in the wind, encased in a transparent lantern, will shine its unwavering truth; one love, one heart. Light a candle, enlightenment releases its fragrant hue, giving the heart sight in darkened moments. The love within ones heart, a candle shining its incandescence brilliance, lit to reveal the soul’s inherent glow. Eclipse the darkness, shine bright love’s vast radiance; light your candle!

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By Design; Nubian Butterflies!

Butterflies: True love is that pit of the stomach feeling, fluttering within like wings of a butterfly. Your soul chases, trying to catch the breadth, only to have heart captured by its allure. Love’s breathtaking beauty, deep within the sense being, a soul not nervous to give the heart the freedom to embrace, butterflies!

Her Nubiance speaks, within her tone, her breadth is known. Her Her nubiance captures, with the beauty, within the texture, the colors of her love. Like a gentle rose, the complexion to her core, the nuances felt within the warmth of her ambiance. Her Nubiance!

When the bridge of life, takes your heart and soul over troubled waters, don’t drown yourself in the depth of your feelings! On the other side of the bridge, hope will be waiting there. Telling you, it’s always darkest, before the dawn, let your light shine!

Since, deciding to create designs, and post them in memory of my daughter. My heart has felt more inspired, to explore my creativeness, in creating graphical designs. In which, creative thoughts have expanded, creativity elevated. Yeah, it is as my heart knows; her love is alive… within! Hope these are a blessing!

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Water Under the Bridge!

They flowed, streams that seemed so consequential, water’s presence, the depth in a silent river. Moments passed, the water swept past, under the bridge. Though, quintessential became the encounter, meaningful the situation. The tide taking waves of emotion, perspective change in time. The soul, traversing uneven bridges, troubled water spilling, overwhelming the heart’s reinforced embankment. Waterfalls, tears cascade, the misty soul; a clouded heart’s perception. Volatile waters, propel steamboat’s zeal, welled up water beneath the surface of the bridges. Forgiveness, watered disagreeable caught up in moments of time, taken out into forgotten seas. Making what’s truly important, the short lived moments to be. By the rivers of, my heart laid down, my soul at rest, down by the riverside. They flowed, consequential streams, a silent river’s breadth; waters past, underneath the bridge!

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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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