Tag: Inspiration

By Design; the Thrust!

Every rose colored soul, sees with its own unique perception. Some conceptions, made of glass, but if the Thrust becomes a fractured perspective, the heart is found in broken pieces. Rose coloured lens, happily puts on a positive vibe, reflecting the soul’s rosy disposition. The question is, has the heart enabled flawed vision to perceive, half full revealing life’s picturesque horizon?

Whether in the valley, whether trying to conquer mountains, whether in the depth of a silent river? True love, has an undeniable reach, in a heart not swayed by circumstances. You, don’t have to be a knight, endowed to conquer the darkest night. Life, Thrusts the heart into battles, but within every warrior, a conquering spirit. With every valiant stance, fear retreats into the shadows. Quaking, never taking the chance. Knowing that with every glance, lies in wait the soul of a fear-less heart!

* By design, a collaboration with my daughter’s spirit, and my heart!

This by design post, was created in loving memory of my daughter, who passed on March 2, 2021. She took graphic design in college, but didn’t have the opportunity to pursue it in full. My heart, has been blessed with the ability to express love through words, and convey it with a picture. For the past year, and from time to time I will be creating my own designs, and share them with you on her behalf. She, may no longer be here, but through my heart, her love will be realized!

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Wednesday Proverb; Love’s Reach!

When, love’s essence crawls into the bed of life, it kicks off the cover of darkness, to reveal its benevolent presence. Doesn’t need to reach to be anything, but be love’s proverbial existence. In the midst of the heart’s darkest night, love doesn’t preach, comforting words will always reach, teach with love’s sublime excellence. Giving, hearts the courage to reach across anxiety, and turn off the bedside illumination. Allowing the soul to find rest, within the moonlight of love. Love’s breathtaking dawn, drips the dew of love gently; letting the moistness release love’s reign. The breadth, stretches the heart, equips the soul. When indifference closes doors, love reaches for the curtain, exposing what the heart needs to unveil, the windowed soul. Love is, an extension of the heart, words remissed if not to mention; love’s undeniable reach. When it doesn’t preach, but loving teach, its kindness has a profound reach. True love, doesn’t need to stand tiptoed, to grasp what seems out of reach. Love, reaches to extend, persuades to attain. Whenever, your relevance seems anxious, stretch your faith, hold out your hope, embrace your worth. Deep love teaches, real love reaches. My words, are not here to preach, my love all about the reach, and together, our humanity will teach. Nothing, has a more meaningful existence than, love’s reach!

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I Got You!

If you need a friend, I’ll be there. You need a shoulder, lean on me. Need someone to lift you up, build up your resolve; call on me, my love will meet you in the trenches. If you need someone to intercede, here’s my creed; I will bend my knees, don’t have to ask me please. In these arms of mine, in this heart I have, you’re enough. If you have something on your mind, tell it to my heart, my love is listening. More than you ask, think, or imagine. With the depth of my love, the breath within my soul, my heart will intervene. Whatever, if ever, wherever, forever; whether will never be. You don’t have to ponder, what if? You don’t have to wonder, can I bear? My love, lives in an open heart, my soul takes breath, living in love’s divine grace. Your worth, doesn’t need to be a trophy, for my love to get you, my heart to receive you. Your love, tethered to my soul, my heart got you; here, now, always. You are, I am; lovingly, we become!

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Wednesday Proverb; What If?

What if, we could be truly honest, let our love resound true? What if, we stopped holding our breath, would our soul be then able to exhale… the breadth of love? What if, kindness became more than a random act, would actions and words speak equally? What if, we truly respected boundaries, would our love be more open, our heart not built so many walls? What if, unconditional love these days, didn’t come with so many conditions; whether, wouldn’t always seem clouded? What if, sharing wasn’t bittersweet, would love be so sweet, words could never leave a proverbial bitter taste? What if, perceive didn’t deceive, would love’s truth be received wholeheartedly, despite differences? What if, the fabric of love was more than the feeling, the texture more profound than the perception? What if, love became more than a flickering light, but the lighthouse beaming, illuminating that deep love is an ocean; that doesn’t change with the tide, but helps hearts find its way, even in the darkest times? What if, love was what it was meant to be; the substantive story, not a subjective tale? Words would refrain, the heart would restrain, harmony would sustain, love would deeply reign; humanity would attain… What, not If, love’s harmonious expression!

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The Canvas, the Clay; the Artistry!

Love is the potter, constantly at work molding the heart, crafting ways to let the love become, more than just a display. Drips of water, the breadth of love, passion with every ounce of being, failure never counts the cost. With every touch, with every press into depth of soul. A heart of clay, becomes inherently beautiful; love’s heartfelt artistry!

Love is the artist, never done with its perfection. Even, in our imperfect perfection, as long as we allow love’s brush, to remain pressed against the canvas of our heart, in beautiful colors our soul will be painted. In love’s divine artistry, crimson hue creates its artistic expression. Portraits of the heart and soul, portraying love’s intrinsic beauty!

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Wednesday Proverb; Still!

Be Still, when the oceans rise, and thunders roar, love, helps our soul soar above the storm. When life leaves you feeling empty, when you don’t feel enough. Love, helps our heart to be still, and know; warmth is in its embrace. To hide us under its wings, hold us within its mighty arms. Its prudence, yields us confidence, our soul will find rest, our heart know its power. In quietness, in its trust, chaos gives way, the unknown has no sway, fear kept at bay. To let our heart perceive its purpose, our soul finding the proverbial strength to be, still. In every season, love becomes the reason, love’s nuances become undeniable; the texture per se, be unchanged. In its transcendence, it lingers, touches, but with more than fingers. In the stillness, love’s beauty resounds, within quiet breaths reside. Still light reflects, majestic hues projects, benevolent love protects. Unwanted fear stilled, as love’s divine presence fills. True love, not about thrills, and never lets the heart pay the bill, a soul resting in love’s tranquility. There could never be any miss, living deep in this, love’s wondrous bliss. The breadth of love, grazing the heart gently, gazing into the soul deeply. Even in the silence, love is never silent. In the peaceful hush, the soul learns again how to breathe, the heart desiring to be… Still!

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Her Intrinsic Glow!

Is it in the radiance, perhaps my heart sees it in the reflection? Every day, the dawn examines my soul, before the pure light awakens my heart. A light like this, doesn’t blind my perception, it enlightens my perspective. Is it how spectacularly the light shines, how lyrically it sways my soul, making it feel like an in tune symphony? When, love plays your heart and soul like a cello, hello; is it me you’re looking for? When love composes your thoughts, it invade your words, and though it takes your breath, the heart is never left speechless. Love’s inherent muse, contemplation and expressions infused. Is it in its simplicity, does the heart breathe, and the soul believe, forever will be?Is it because with every glance, the soulful prance, becomes a heartfelt stance. Is it love’s colorful nuances, dripping from my heart, painting my soul into a poetic silhouette of love? To the heavens my young heart did plea, a breathless hue my soul would glee, the endless love inside of me. Like water cascading over rocks, is that what makes deep love so soothing? Is it how two souls harmonize, or how two hearts beat as one, that makes love exhale in unison? Is it in love’s providence, the heart realizes the redefining glow, changing an angelic persona into, Grace. When there’s an angel sent to be, your divine forever. Years, could never eclipse the beauty that is, her intrinsic glow!

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Life’s Call!

When life calls, the heart is compelled to answer. Some try to ignore, but life will persist, no one can forever resist. When life say’s jump, the question is not how high, but how the momentum propel the beats within your heart? Will it be beats per second, or a mind racing, trying to keep up with the jones? When life calls, there’s no option to let it go to voicemail. A heart, doesn’t have to be soft spoken, to be heard. Yelling at the top of your voice, maybe compelling, but also telling; is it well, with your soul? Everyone, has a call on their life, to love wholeheartedly. When life calls, a heart has to be first willing to get up, then willing to step up, enabling love to consistently show up. When life calls for action, what’s your reaction? Is the inclination your wants, or someone else’s desperate cry, for a heartfelt response? Every day, life calls on you to be, to become, to give. Kindness, compassion, love, life’s most precious commodities; we all have it. When life calls, don’t look around, look within. It’s never the wrong number, should never be an inconvenient moment. Every heart, will get the call to act, that’s a fact. In every moment, in every season, with every breath; life demands of you, live it well, one day at a time. The question is, when life bellows, will your heart and soul say hello; I am able!

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