Tag: Faith

Pressed up Against!

Love’s breadth, its essence presses against my heart, gives my soul oxygen to exhale. Whenever, I substitute it with my own breath, it becomes just a-gasp. Deep love not letting the very air I breathe, be in essence another ordinary breathtaking moment, its quintessence not being of its ornate breadth permeating within. When life intervenes love takes my breath, puts my heart in its place. So the vantage point can be the perspective from whence love sustains, and life my heart has strength to restrain. You see, love has me by the heart, takes my soul’s breath to precipitous heights. Love’s actions of a heartfelt soliloquy, acting out with no desire for dramatic effect, just act wholehearted elect. Through an optical lens love lends itself to be, a heart lensed with focus being love’s most optimal perception. Of my heart would never suffice, if my soul not pressed to understand love’s true gravity, exhaled through depth of one’s enlightenment. Moonlight, star bright, love hold my breath within thy endearing might. Make my gaze thy sunlight, my soul never slip through thy enduring spotlight. My soul taking flight, giving my heart better sight. Love having its way, every enlightened breadth swaddled in its sway. Love’s gentle nudge pushing against life’s overbearingness, its faithfulness not willing to budge. No space in between, love pressed up against a heart’s most impressionable place, with breathless haste!

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Of its Pastel Hue!

Meticulous, how love paints its most beautiful masterpiece, essence of its artistry never ambiguous. Artistic impression of its depth a work of art, deepened by the texture embedded within the boldness of its endearing expression. Tapestry of its sheen, its nuances so keen, clarity of its beauty naturally seen. Vibrancy of its warmth, heart and soul brushed deeply with the richness of its purest patina. Deep colors displaying its warm mosaic, the most profound exhibit elevated to be a picturesque landscape, its portrait transcending. Of its organic nature deeply beautified, its subtlety never understated, how its breadth sways so lightheartedly. The boldest of allure, seeping from within the effervescent crevices of an abstract veneer. Crayoned the start, penciled an art, never of a figment heart, synonymous of what pigmented lays bare. Soft and delicate, indicative of blossoming etiquette, predicated wholeheartedly. Heartfelt depiction of its pastel hues, by design being love’s contextualized muse, colorfully protruding!

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How Do? 

* What do you do, when it seems you’ve done all you can do, and it seems like it’s not enough? “Keep Doing!” 

* How do you push through, when the pain seems more than you can bear, when you’ve given it your all, and it seems you don’t have the strength to push any further? “Keep Pushing!”

* What do you do, when you’ve run the tireless race, and you’re exhausted to traverse through the valley? Keep the light! 

* How do you make the effort to smile on the outside, while inside your heart is aching, filled with so much hurt? Keep Smiling!

* How do you overcome when the real struggle is arbitrating heart and mind; conflict between fight or flight? Keep resolute! 

* Who do you look to when your soul needs some direction, and your heart seems to have reached a proverbial crossroad? Look up! Your twinkling cause-most bares the silver lining. 

* How do you stand strong when it feels like you can’t stand on your own? Keep Standing! Unbelievable strength reveals itself, leaning on the intrinsic belief you can… withstand the notion your faith would be powerless! 

* What else can you say, when your emotions have already said so much, your heart doesn’t have words, and not even your love language can seem to convey? Keep demonstrating! On the breadth of your exhale, desire will sway your confidence.

Don’t you dare give up, flare doesn’t prove how deep you care. Through every storm stand, even in the mist of cascading rain. Tears don’t mean your heart is losing; you’re stronger than what at the moment heartache may be choosing. Steady your hopes ready your dreams, despite what it seems anchor heart and soul, in its unwavering tower of strength, hence. A pocket full of cents adds up to life making sense, even when moments are tense. So, after you’ve done all you can do, and the question still remains. How do you? Never lose sight, that it’s letting your soul take flight, your heart never giving up the fight, and at the end of it all; wield love’s unabated might!

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Luminous! 

How do you describe a heart, with a soul seeming enlightened, emboldened only to radiate so luminescent. How can gentle words impact so deeply, having the ability to nudge heart and mind so profoundly, leave you utterly speechless? Unless it be fashioned, within the awe-inspired construct of love’s endowed breadth. Solitude, not defined by absence of engagement, but rather revealing the quietness of one’s heart, the time needed for the soul to find luminous clarity. Hearts in twine, love in kind; room made to let togetherness shine, love’s silhouette refined. Darkened moments in life, not indicative of an eclipsed moment, but the inevitability of one’s soul existing within the confine of love’s lucent aura. Perception can’t realize, what love’s light does not first illuminate. Love’s devoted bliss could never truly thrive indifferently remised, void of love’s unveiled brilliance, the illustration seen through the lens of its illustriousness. Its heartfelt propensity, ignited wick of its intentional intensity; being its breathless gravity, an irrevocable love potently luminous!

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Living Enlightened!

Enlightened living, heart and soul daily exercising healthy love. Stimulated by life’s visual cues, emboldened by love’s conceptual muse. Laughter repelling periods of momentary gloom, with the compelling nature of love’s heartfelt light. One’s aura doesn’t need insight, for its perception be illuminating. Life gives adverse perspectives greater understanding, giving enlightenment of one’s frame of reference greater clarity. Whenever, one’s heart seems lost within the fog of life’s journey. Don’t allow your soul to recede into the darkness, enlightened hope steps into the light. Allowing one’s heart to become a lighthouse, shining ever so inspired, with a light so deeply moving. One’s soul doesn’t have to desire the spotlight, for its light be incandescent. The moment we look inward, we come to the realization that, empowerment radiates inside out. Heart and soul, rising up boldly to display its intrinsic potential. Exhaling the benevolent breadth of love, the beauty of its essence draped with overwhelming grace. Intentional living, knowing it’s not how one’s journey begins, but how revealing becomes the progression? How enlightened it sways, knowing along the way, love never counts the cost, giving insightful aid to the lost!

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Living Breathlessly!

Whenever, love’s simplicity becomes a task monumental, its intuitive breadth is taken back, receding to a place of irrelevancy. Love’s breathless living, its organic quintessence unapologetically exhaling, the beautiful extent of love’s irrevocable life force!

Why, should your deepest breath simply tread along the surface, when submerged deep within love’s ocean, where your soul’s breadth fathoms its most profound living. Breathlessly drowning, captivated by the sheer essence of love’s ornate depth!

True love never ages, just becomes more beautiful aged. Time doesn’t change love’s texture, only deepens the breadth of its tapestry. Extracted daily to become love’s mosaic fabric, the intensified expression found within its breathless living!

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Love Incandescent! 

Love, oh love, what will you have of my heart, my soul forevermore? Shall I dedicate to you the most illuminated place within my being, fledge you will forever be my most precious treasure? Oh, love, why are you so needy; you won’t let my complacency become? Even in my most darkest moment, you tug gently on my heartstrings. Making it known, my soul has vowed to never let circumstances change, how my heart illustrates the nature of your radiance. Of my incandescence, your glow, the show, the brilliance of your afterglow. Wholeheartedly you ask of me, but of my heartache you refuse to partake. Incandescent, oh love, you enlighten within me the evidence, embolden me to showcase with confidence. Even if it leaves me utterly vulnerable, my heart being exposed will surely reveal, your irrevocable light shining incandescent throughout the crevices of my soul. Knowing, lifetime of searching the deepest spaces of my heart, the weightless gravity would transcend meaningless perceptions… of love. This, my soul has come to know, incandescent love ignites of a tangible wick, waxed perpetually thick. Love’s crimson hue, its eternal flame burning incandescently brighter than what mere eyes perceive. Its ever-glow being more than just a fluorescent performance. But the raging fire within one’s heart and soul, the embodiment of its transfigured word. Love, let fleeting passion be more than a strong emotion, but the deep compassion of love’s incandescent flame!

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My May-Flower!

My May-Flower

Love, you’re the essence of a flower, fragrant, rich, vibrant, nuanced. From the depth of my soul, I tell you the truth; your picturesque beauty, all my soul will ever need. May I, evermore celebrate your sway, speak deeply of your pleasing way? It’s August, but in perpetuity my May flower. Hour after hour, love’s reign yields its beautiful shower. Love, may my heart take this moment to savor its rosary, give love’s breadth its due? Can my soul, relish its flowery nature, the sweetness of love’s crimson hue. Oh heart, don’t be silly, hope floats like deep rivered water lily; while breathtakingly hearts drown in love’s ocean. Love gazes breathless, with the scent of misted Daisy, love’s delightful kiss upon my tulips. You see, the summer of 86 there was A-gust, a cool introverted breeze, by love my heart seized, forever swept away. Sixteen candles, wished upon a star, but who can see that far. Yet, the winds of time blew, and the years flew, of love’s reign its heavenly dew. My May-flower, of heart’s wedded bliss, this, love’s cascading mist. Love, may I, pour from my soul of your overflowing well, what makes a heart swell; love, etched within the pages of my story’s poetic tell!

*** This week is my wife’s birthday, we met in the summer of 86, that August we celebrated her sweet sixteenth birthday. My May-flower she became, when we married May of 88. Over the years, I make a point to celebrated her. As some of you know, May 2023 she had a stroke, and we ended up celebrating our anniversary in the hospital; take out dinner and a movie, on my table. She’s still recovering, with my heart and soul as her caregiver, and God as our source. My days are long, but my full, caring for matching hearts. And, as long as I have breath, love’s celebration will forever be! *** 

In May of 2020, I wrote a post called; the vow, a glimpse into our story. I’ve included the link, for anyone who would like to read it. The Vow!

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Quote Me; Inalienable Breadth!

A soul invokes its truest breadth, every day, letting the heart take a moment to breathe in God’s love. So, both heart and soul can exhale its inalienable grace! 

 A heart immersed in love breathes inherently, knowing the divine nature of its breathless depth, your soul resting deep within its enabling breadth! 

Every heart becomes accustom, knowing the soul breathes intrinsically accustomed, to the empowering breadth of love’s sublime nature!

*** Go ahead, quote me; my heart’s intent, this would unapologetically provoke! ***

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