Distraction, how you lose sight; of what truly matters. A heart searching, to find what is missing. Even if you can’t find your way, or what direction to take? What is lost, can be found… again. Ask, Seek, Knock; that’s how you get, find what your heart is looking for. When you have arrived, don’t just stand at the door. Enter in, how you receive; the hearts desire. How to truly know, you have found, and the soul can finally stop searching. Even a misfit, even if you’re at odds, and at the end. Hope on a rope, hanging in plain sight; waiting, for when your heart is truly ready… to take hold. Misplaced faith, is hope first found. Lost time, can still be a moment found… to breathe!
Twenty four, seven; and seven days a week. Whatever the need, you have access… to a faithful friend. Seated at the right, waiting to enter in… to a deeper understanding; nothing missing, nothing broken. For when the missing is sought, love; what’s always found. Something missing, is the love claimed; for the heart and soul. To some, a lost and found is just a place; but it’s about the belonging. It’s not about a possession, but the claiming; what is freely given. The getting of what has been stored up, what is waiting to be retrieved… by your heart. The Lost, and Found; hearts intersecting, reunited… in love!
Sweet love, don’t worry about our tomorrow. Let’s always make today, the sweetest days. For Daddy God, has us in the center of His love. Rest in His love, snuggle up to my heart. Hear my beating heart, your love is still moving…. me. We’re not hanging on, not just hanging around. After all the years, the love is not broken. At this moment, in this season. We still hold this love, close to our heart. Out of the abundance, love speaks. Close your eyes, leave your heart wide open. You will never need a looking glass, to see into my soul. With every gaze, you will see a clear reflection, of a love so Divine. The sweetest days, are days that taste so sweet. Your love will forever have, a sweet taste upon my heart. On the sweetest days, love is the song. The rhythm, the rhyme; the taking hold of the heart!
At every dawn, another kiss upon the love; ten thousand times. Love to make the heart breathless, the soul speechless; trying to put love… into words. A fast talker can know sweet words, but a faithful heart. Can put a soul at rest, to have a sweet dream. I am an old soul, but the love within… everyday renewed. Your love is alive in me, when moments get heavy; feel the weight of my love? What troubles you, weighs on my heart; I’m always here for you… hush. Sweet love, these arms of mine. They can never demonstrate, the true strength of my love. They can hold you, but it’s my soul… that knows you. Don’t ever hesitate, to push up against my heart, lean into my love. Our bodies are turning with the times, but the love… better as we age. Love is meant to be the warmth, when the nights are cold. The light, when the days are darkest!
Candy girl, the road is winding; but the journey is on bending. Another day together, still worth finding. We’ve battled fear, but never scared of the unknown. Life is rushing by, for me the love secure; anchored by our faith. What has always held us down, what will never fail us. A lifetime of sweet memories, that’s what we have. The sweetest days, is every day… I get to be with you. But one day, still stands apart… as the sweetest. The day our love, was pronounced; Husband and Wife. The sweetest kiss of love, upon my heart and soul. A love dancing with my heart, and will continue; until the end of our days. Every day, our love will play another slow jam; time together… makes it sweet. Your love is living proof, God has brought our hearts together. The days go on, the love forever. Every day, the breadth of love felt. These are the days, the Sweetest Days; our hearts will ever know!
– The sweetest days, is a song by Vanessa L. Williams; Released in 1994. Happy Valentines to everyone, may love be afforded to your heart, 365 days a year! Have a blessed weekend!
My dearest love, onto thee my heart does look with glee. A look into the beauty, a look upon the splendor. Oh, how I love thee; a love times three. Thy love, my forever gaze; the beautiful exchange. The beauty, my every breath found; fixed upon… thy starry gaze. Write thy love, upon the breadth of my heart. With every gaze into thy heart, let my soul see into our forever. A love story written upon my heart, legible only to my soul. Let my soul burst forth, in an exuberant song. Let thy sweet love, quicken my every breath. Move every heartbeat, with such joyous delight. Let my soul endlessly smile, from thy fragrant peace. My heart be overwhelmed, by thy sweet aroma of love. For this heart of mine, there’s no getting around. What my soul has been breathing in, the pure essence of thy love. The height, the length, the breadth; the depth of thy love, Amazingly Divine!
Thy love is the voice, that speaks with so much strength; in every still whisper. Thy love is a river, the depth an ocean. Immeasurable, but yet a searchable place. For every heart, with a deep desire. Thy love is the treasure, to bury deep within the soul. Thy love is breath, but breath alone is not living; without sustaining love. Every breath, a soul taken by the love, and the embrace. A heart in love forever, a soul forever loved by thee. Let thy love be the drum beat, the rhythm that moves every heartbeat. Underneath my every breath, thy love has prepared my heart. To distinctly know thy voice, when thy love strikes another cord. Band Your heart, and my soul tightly together; to play the sweetest love symphony. There can never be true harmony, without first truly knowing; the Beauty of Thy Love!
Sweet love, the first time I looked into your eyes. My heart noticed, how truly special you are. I wasn’t sure about much, but in you… I saw forever. What I had to learn, how to love for a lifetime. Each lesson, one day at a time. For thirty four years, and with every single stumble. Not for a second, not for even a minute. Has my heart taken an eye off the prize, giving you my heart, and a lifetime of love. For my life span, for my entire existence; that will forever be the commit. For me this is the love of a lifetime, two hearts predestined to demonstrate love… forever. Not a perfect love, that’s how fools rush in. This love was never meant to be perfect, just forever, and a day. My heart saw it clearly, my soul heard it loudly. I knew it instantly, in you I knew it was forever. Your love has always been at home, nestled securely up against my heart; bone meets flesh. What’s the meaning of forever, if the love pledged; doesn’t transcend a thousand lifetimes?
My heart was saving forever, for you. From the moment, your love occupied the vacancy; left in my heart. I knew it was forever, a lifetime to encounter the true meaning of love. I can explain love, but some parts unexplainable. I can speak about love, but sometimes still can’t find the words. Looks like I’m going to need a lifetime, to explain this deep river love. Within a deep river, hearts get swept away. My heart took the plunge, but again and again; the taken in… a deep dive. Searching the deeper parts of love, until the deepest places are found. I have attained much, but yet still trying to understand breadth. Some days, it was just swimming; now drowning, not even a concern. A lifetime exploration, a journey into finding… forever. Seeing the beauty, knowing true depth. Within a love too deep, to call just a river!
Created; nothing missing, nothing broken. A flawless design, a true masterpiece. So many interpretations, yet only one picture. Masterfully crafted, magnificently orchestrated. True excellence, every stroke, such beauty. It captivates every being, inspires a move; in heart and soul. A love so spectacular, a beauty beyond compare. A story, upon the canvas of the heart. A portrait, the work of art. The undeniable splendor, capturing the imagination. Touching hearts, leaving the soul in awe. Love, drawing of the heart… closer; to see every majestic color of love. Not just a depiction, a sketchy picture. But a true representation, of pure artistry. Moving, with a lasting impression… upon the heart. To know the genesis of love, is to see it come alive; in the revelation. The excepted love, what is revealed; by Design!
The evening, the morning; the next day. A coming together, heaven and earth; the design. In the cool of the day, the color of love… everywhere; a sight to behold. Raindrops on roses, misty eyes. Warmth fills the soul, the heart full of love. A soul conceiving, a heart conceding; to the design. Love has a blueprint, the Master plan. Love blooms, from the ground up. Sowing, reaping, hope, faith, trust, and believe. How to be fruitful, for love to multiply; showing much fruit. Look at the lilies, they grow, they blossom; hearts bloom. The lily of the valley, the fragrance of love… unveiled. By design, minds are shaped, a heart patterned; a soul on display. The breadth of love, moving within the crevices of my soul. I will remain confident in this, my heart is the pen; Your love the ink… pouring out, By Design!
The beauty of Your love, moves my heart. Even though the body has to live, behind a tainted glass. An obscured worldview, tries to keep hearts from seeing the light. But that will never stop my heart, from seeing through the lies, beyond the smoke, the mirrors; through the thick darkened tint. A one sided looking glass, without a true reflection. With discerning eyes, and a faithful heart. It’s a forever gaze, a breathless stare, into the beauty of Your love. So many hearts know how to breathe, but don’t know how to define breadth. What expand the love, until it becomes more than just breath. A heart breathing, a midst tinted days. A soul knowing the true breadth of love. Raindrops of love falling, into depth of soul. A misty feeling, a heart full. Releasing mist of love, to unveil a misty glass; with a tainted view. A soul trembling, not from the coldness, the overwhelming feeling; the warmth of a love Divine. Powerless, my heart would stay powerless; if not for the light, that shines from within my soul. Bound, my heart would be forever bound; if my soul feared, shadows… of doubt. Love, oh sweet love. Through a fragile tinted glass, my heart is fixed, my soul captured by; The Forever Gaze… into Your heart!
Training day, to equip your heart; to build your faith. First, crawl; to know how to stand… with new strength. Train the soul, teach the mind; how to not get ahead… of the heart. Utilize mental toughness, but still demonstrate courage. To battle the doubts within, to become forever victorious; through an even bigger faith. The battlefield is in the mind, but the battles won; when every heart beat, resounds a stronger faith. A mind undecided, is a heart double minded. A heart can know fierce, but don’t neglect to train the soul; the art of vigilant. It’s not about being confident, but in whom you put the confidence? Train the soul up in confidence, to go forth confident; your faith will overcome. Faith is the substance that lifts up, hope the evidence to what’s seen; faith protruding… from within!
Life is not a sprint, but a journey that requires a faithful walk; we ALL have to take. We can deny it, but day after day; a heart has to learn, how to overcome. Every day, at the light that dawns; the war rages, another battle… fought within. A changing mood, a whim that looms. Could be a mind blown, or just… another Training Day. To know when not to fight, but be still… and know; your heart is going to be okay. A press through, to rise up… stronger than the day before. Running the race with vigor, endure to the end. Train for the fight nights, when darkness comes to rumble; test your resolve. First day, second day; forty years running… from lack. It truly doesn’t matter, what you have to overcome. The heavier the weight, stronger becoming… the faith you exercise!
So, don’t curl… up in a corner; thinking your faith is too weak. Put what little you have at the moment, on display. Show someone else, how your faith is being built… up. Not from just reading the manual, but having faith in the words. Letting it resonate, do a work within; to be forever changed. The power to fight the good fight, to conquer fear… of the unknown. In the middle of a storm, faith is what rises up… from the ashes. You don’t have to go to boot camp, to know how to build true faith. The testing, the tested; each test. To see a fire burning within, a love encamped; around your faith. Training is not about technique, or how much you undertake. Overcoming faith, is the preparation, the process, the foundation. Faith building, the spirit, and a physical collaboration. Why everyday, you work out… your own salvation!
Train up the heart, to not depart from the truth. Resist the temptation, to believe it’s about works. It’s not practice makes perfect, but the already perfected work. A heart in training, a soul undergoing… a transformation; faith becoming… stronger. It’s not about mental fitness, or mind over matter. Strong faith, is a heart condition… ing. Faith is not found, it’s acquired. A soul conditioned to receive, a heart made ready to step out… Faith gives the power, the strength to break a stronghold. This I know, King Kong, has nothing on me. Strong faith exercised, can not just break chains; but move mountains. It’s not about Evolution, but what is Created. A Genissis, that becomes a Revelation… in heart and soul. Faith, is not a role played; but a role I take seriously. Training Day; every day… I rise!
My heart has attained much, but my soul seen just a glimpse… into the deep. Therein lies insight, therein lies truth; into the true heart of love. In the overflow, in the depth; into a deeper place. Deep within a river, the deepest part an ocean. A deep stream of water; running deep down. Underneath what was long ago, beneath the flowing current. At the center of it all, a deeper kind of love. Fear to faith, weakness to strength; power within the flow. Deep in the river, taking a deep breath; with such a deep feeling; in the deepest part of the soul. Water will never soothe the heart, unless it can truly quench the soul… in a deeper place!
Knowing the true experience, a soul getting new revelation. The Proverbial, doesn’t explain the beauty. The Rhetorical, will never capture the essence. What is Perceived, by a heart not deceived. A soul truly enlightened, by what is revealed. Drowning, not about losing breath; but losing sight, of what your soul needs to breathe… within a deeper place. The true meaning of love, the breadth beneath words; through the deeper understanding. Alive will never be more than just living, if life is only lived… through just a breath. The truth within love, will set a heart free. But only in-depth, can a soul truly know the freedom therein. Love lost, could never be Lost in Love. Just lost, without true meaning of love found. The truth held forever, in the deep places of heart!
Discerning eyes, are meaningless; without the discerning heart… love provides. You cannot see, what the heart doesn’t also want to believe. Suddenly can occur, when a sudden shift takes place; heart and soul. A heart moved, but a soul now in… a deeper place. Love, taking the heart deeper. Until love is no longer about you, but the deep, deep places; love is trying to take the soul. We have to cultivate love, in order to truly demonstrate… the true meaning. Reciprocate, what might seem unfathomable… to the undisciplined heart. Yet truly knowable, unveiled deep within; the profound places of love. Deeper, not about swimming; but a breathless drowning… in love. It’s not about being confident, but in whom you put your confidence? Deep, calls onto deep. A move, underneath your every breath. A heart can go to deep places, but the soul has to first take in; an even deeper breadth… of love!
Look left, look to the right; not the focus, for my heart. Whenever I need to know what direction, the look is not down, but Up. So many hearts, are focused on the distraction; life… has a way of getting our attention. Why, I try not to lose focus; what love is trying to do… in me? If my heart ever does, it’s brought right back into focus. To never lose sight, what love truly means. A soul can never truly have a clear focus, if the heart not therefore focused; on seeing though all the distractions. Come they may, but may they not become… the focus. A heart can believe it has sight, but seeing is worthless; without a clear insight. The ability to still see truth, when your heart has lost sight… of what truly matters. The focus, not about keeping score. Never to sweat the small stuff, but at the same time; try not to overlook the little things!
Many say, they know love, but yet cannot see; when it’s no longer the focus. Even with eyes wide open, a heart can still stumble in the dark. Love lost, because the heart hasn’t yet learned how; to always let love light the way. Love is seen, through many different lenses; but the focus, not on the true condition of the heart? The lens, might be the love broken, but not seeing a heart devastated. Some lens, may seem in focus; but out of touch… with the true reality. The love can seem laser focused, and even though hope is lost… in the shadows; forever, still has to be the aim. From time to time, take an in depth look within, a full analysis of what… your heart needs to know. A squint, means problems seeing; lint, means the fabric fraying. The love, in need of some attention. Every day, fill up your heart, with real love. Thirst for more of it daily, never let the cup… run dry!
Failing, to capture the truth of love; how the lens gets blurred. Making hard to read, what’s written on the wall, and an opportunity closing. I will never question, what your heart is not ready to see. Will never be in a position to judge, what you choose to believe. My heart has many stumbles, but every day I rise; with the focus remaining the same. A heart in service, to the true meaning of love. This I have come to know, love is not just a feeling; that passes like the wind, it’s so much more than that. True love is seen, beyond what is felt. To become something, your soul believes in. Beyond what you believe… can only exist, in just plain sight. The essence, that forms the truth of what makes love real? Knowing that love hovers, over the surface of the deep… er meaning there in. So many hearts believe, you fall out of love. That’s because love, was just a feeling. That never became a choice, to see beyond… the surface!
So many fail to ponder the simple question, where will each step in life… take your heart. Life is a journey, but each step shouldn’t be taken lightly. So many are content, to just waltz into it. Hoping you will some day, find your place, your true calling. Some thinking they have a lifetime, to figure it all out. Seize today, why lose tomorrow; trying to get back yesterday? Make today, the moment worth living. Why we should always start, with the end in mind. How a heart knows, it’s the dance of a lifetime. Life, is not about how you start; but in what place you will finish? Not about if you danced the dance, but in whom you chose to partner? Don’t dance around the question. Do you truly want power that overcomes, or be overcome… trying to figure out the next steps?
Heel, toe; heel, toe. How can a heart expect to finish strong, when you haven’t truly decided. Dig in your heels, or just toe the line? For some, it’s one foot in, one foot out. Left foot in, left foot out. Right foot in, right foot out. You do the hokey pokey, turn yourself around; but, that’s not what it’s all about. That just gets the head spinning, leaving the heart in a daze. A soul unsettled, figuring out if you should hold your breath, or just let loose? Not sure, you slide to the left, then a slide to the right. A heart still undecided; the electric slide, or the backslide? That turns into a Tango, and before you know it. You throw your hand in the air, and say; Lets get ready to… Rumba. Fight night, this, for that; a side… walk away. An old fashion, take it to the streets dance off!
Forgetting, you’re not as young as you used to be. Forever twenty one, is the name of a stor… y once told. But you still try to bust a move, only to have your Hip… Hop, right out of place; Break Dancing. The classical twist, and shout; combined with a Lyrical flair. With a contemporary, Tap dance… out of commission. Mind, body, and soul; not in sync. The heart, trying to pick up the broken pieces. For stability, you put weight on the front… of the brain. While trying to find a little support, for what’s in the back… of your mind. Is the next life lesson, going to be a slow waltz, or a fast paced jive? Start to take life nice and easy, or just pretend; you’re not breaking a sweat? But then undone, the heart laced with some bitterness. The dance, turned into an old country song. Parts of your past, still tugging on your heart. The two steps, away from a heart break. You realize, the shoes is on the other foot. A line dance, that has your heart in knots. Do you a avoid stepping on the line drawn, or time for the Cross?
There’s lots of approaches to life, we all have our own personal style. But, you can never avoid this simple truth. Every day, should be a start; with the end in mind. Not just where the day will take you, but where your heart will lead you? At the end of your days, may the journey be a forever dance. One that leaves your heart, breathless!
A Love Story! 
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