In the calm, the heart is changed, and every day, changing still. With each quality of movement, the evenness of thought. The balancing, will never be an act on its own. With every breath, therein lies a coming together, mind, body, and soul. Though, the heart stumbles over and over. Recovery, through a forward trajectory. Flawed, becomes just a state, that will never define, a vigorous soul. Every day, the heart gathers up composure. The pursuit of hope, requires a glorious zeal. Though, anxiety lurk to upend. Progress, with emboldened confidence. Strength gained, empowering your equilibrium. To be the wind at your back, beneath your wings, the breadth in your lungs. In your collectedness, hope and faith becomes the opposing force. Counterbalance for the heaviness, of doubt and fear. Though, you don’t feel the immediate sensation. Deep in heart and soul, change is taking place. Love’s song, sweeping like a soothing melody. Supply and demand, hope found, gives every breath rise. To not just influence, but to profoundly conquer. In the stillness, when your cup is empty. The calming presence of love, creates a beautiful Equilibrium. True harmony, love’s tranquility, through its deep serenity!
Greatness, doesn’t consist of how many people you lead. True greatness, revealed in how many hearts you serve. Love is the driving force, the reasons for your why? Why every morning, your heart can’t help but shine. A lighthouse, when all others can see, only darkness. Your light revealing, love found, is the greatest treasure. Fathomed, when love touches, the deepest place. In depth of soul, love deeply moves your being. What’s precious, serving a greater purpose. The time spent, the love cherished, in the beauty exchanged. You don’t, need a clock to tell your heart, it’s time to move. It becomes automatic, every heartbeat, resonating its own distinct rhythm. Love, shouldn’t need to work hard, to prove anything; just everything, love’s meant to be. Dare to become endearing, in every way. A heart, displaying true dedication, with loving devotion. So, don’t let it get twisted; your heartstrings, tied up with Not’s. Not the right time, Not able, Not worthy. Love, meant to be given, Not taken, back by manipulative intent. It’s Not, for the plunder, but to be a wonder… ful experience, a loving gift. It’s not, found in the stars, but when through a loving heart, it becomes a heavenly gaze. Even though, hearts may seem light years apart. Love beyond limits, will show a heart devoted. Dedicated, twenty four, seven. On a well-marked freeway, or even when the road, takes an uncertain detour. Love will be the GPS, leading a Dedicated Heart on a journey, to demonstrate the truest love… faithfully!
Nine o’clock on a Saturday, the rise and shine. But, before checking off a honey do. The feel, love’s kiss upon my soul. To let my heart say, honey; I do, love you. To let her heart know, my love won’t be tone deaf, or “B” flat. Beyond lip service, love will note, how my heart sings. In the depth of soul, a piano man. Love, the sounding board, for the heartstrings. Love struck, shades black and white. If the love, not enhanced with the truest colors. I don’t, ever want to play the fool. Thinking I’m too cool, to show love what’s in my heart. Now, and forever. A piano man, let’s the love stand upright, be upfront. Displaying love in the right key, becomes a ballad unforgettable. A moving melody, with the profoundest harmony. Love with the right acoustics, resounds as a finely tuned stringed instrument. A heart, showing love’s the reason. Why real love, has a distinct rhythm, to the rhyme. To help avoid, the “C” sharp. The first Cut, always the deepest. The “F” sharp, becoming the wrong pitch. The “G” flat, another apology; Gee, I didn’t mean it. The “D” flat, playing Dumb; did I do that? Love’s the key signature, to be in unison. So the love doesn’t resonate, to “B” minor. But lyrically sound, in “A” major, heartfelt moment. Love in sync; Always, Forever!
Love, with a good vibration, won’t let the heart, be struck by a damper. Love with a pure, fervent tone, speaks in volumes. Digitally, Electric, or Grand… in scope. Violets are blue, roses have petals. True love, let’s the heart drink for free. Lights up the soul, with the moonlight. The ambiance, creates a beautiful glow. Love showing there’s no other place, two hearts in twine would rather be, but serenaded by the light of love. When, love has you feeling alright? The heart knows, the soul swayed. So even when, the years shuffles in. The piano man, and his heart of hearts. His special love, still listening to their favorite love song. Cheek to cheek, the love never gets old. For it’s unconditional, the years undeniable. With no need, to ever make love. Be, what it was meant to be, endearing. The fond memories, love in stages. Showcasing, how the breadth of love, deepens. Some days, have sadness, some incredibly sweet; I know them complete. Today, and even the days, I wore a younger man’s clothes. Love, play for my heart another song. Touch the right key, enamor my heart’s cord; leave my soul, breathlessly… once again!
Piano Man, a song by Billy Joel; released in 1973.
Every Moment, in your love. You’re, in every breath, breathing through every heartbeat. The breadth, in my lungs, it’s you. In every season, you are the reason, the days are pleasing. Every Moment, in your presence. Breathless, how you find me. Speechless, how the love leaves me, waiting. My heart, can’t casually breathe out. In the midst of the chaos, my confidence to breathe. It’s Every Moment, held in love’s embrace. My soul, waiting for every encounter, to exhale. How, do I breathe without you? If Every living Moment, not drowning in an ocean? So when, anyone wants to find my heart. They can find my soul, living between every breadth of love. Every night, through the twilight, when I lay my heart down. My breath, love gently takes, hold until morning. To again be, my first, and in my last. At the end of myself, love will have, my every breath. My soul, saying thank You, Love. For Every, breathtaking Moment!
Whenever, your heart finds itself lost, the fog becomes love’s journey. Just remember, to let your heart be a lighthouse. Your soul be a beacon, your love be a light, in the dark. Love enlightens, what the heart allows to permeate, from deep within. When the rudder, seems broken, and your heart beings to drift off course. Waves of emotions, starts to crash against your soul. Know this, hope and faith, they are relentless. In the stillness, they will be the compass, navigating your heart through the darkness. For the night, is always the darkest, before the dawn. With every beat of your heart, let love illuminate the way, to a radiant lighthouse. Let the light, speak to your heart. It will lead your soul, into the loving arms of The One, who truly loves you!
When, I look at you. The picture, has a profound meaning. But my heart, can’t seem to understand. Why, did you have to go? Why, time made the sands, slip away. My breath was loss, my heart stood still. Some day, my soul will surely find answers, when mysteries are revealed. If, your love reached out, whispered to my heart. I would have moved heaven, to earth, interceded. My heart would have stopped, let you breathe, my last breath. Run to you, with undistracted motion. Keep you safe, from what harms. Protect your heart, from what hurts. Fight on your behalf, what comes to overwhelm. In my heart, where you can be found. Scared, sometimes, but held in my love, forever. My baby girl, I would have ran, to the end of time. To find you, and know my heart is safe. But, you’re gone, and living is without you. In the racing, in the searching; in my heart, the piecing. Your love, something profoundly special. Though, your love lives. The heart of a child, will be deeply missed!
Everyday, my heart has a role to play, Always in control. But, who is… Always? Truth be, the tears, fills the chasm. I want, to see you smile. Not just, pictured in a thousand words, or memories. Run to you, hold you in my arms. I know, you must be tired. For weeks, you’ve been resting on my heart. My soul holds you, within every breath. My heart breathless, chasing the love. Trying to catch the wings, of my little butterfly. If my heart, ever tried to call. In the stillness, would be the air, I’m breathing for you. You’re no longer here, to tell me if there was a dream? I can still dream, live for you? My heart, still wants you here. At the end of myself, my heart knows. I will find you, running with the angels. I don’t wipe the tears, I let love kiss away the sadness. Heaven, gave your breadth, to hold for a minute. Your love, softened hearts, touched many souls. When, my breath needs to be taken, my heart needs to be held. I won’t chase the wind, I run, to my father’s love!
In loving memory, of our little butterfly. Justinea Angelina Richards, March 9, 1990 to March 2, 2021. You’re loved, and in our hearts!
One part water, three parts; mind, heart, and soul. Add to it, lots of trust, with affirmation. Real love, it’s tasteful, with a forever warmth. A gentle touch, of appreciation, filled with gratitude. Love, saturated with admiration, and affection, adds the needed spice. Adding, a little bit of this, and a bit of that; guessing what works. Real soul food, the love needs to be intentional. Love, needs your constant attention. So, bitterness doesn’t boil over. Indifference doesn’t make the seasons, be unappetizing. Love is best served, and enjoyed; when tension simmers. Day after day, set the table, and the ambiance. And love, will take its course. Each other’s company, love, poured like new wine. A heart full, but room for seconds. True love, served over and over. Endlessly, until the cup overflows. Love, crucial for the heart, to not just survive, but for the soul to thrive. Love isn’t perfect, but worth it, the time spent. Sharing your heart, filling your soul; precious moments. Truth is, be told. By the love, beneath every breath. Though, the pantry may be stocked, with useful ingredients. Make sure, it can fill heart and soul. Love, always needs to be real, to avoid bland, becoming the struggle. True love, the way to a heart. But, the soul may still feel famished. If the love, lacks real affection. Forever contented, love served up on a platter. For the love to be soulful, the ingredient’s heartfelt, so then soul filled. The true taste of love, every morning. It’s butter for your bread, and sugar for your tea. Love, the absolute best food, for your soul!
Friend, another close friend and I, spoke. In fact, He’s the brother, I never had. In our conversation, your heart came up. And, before I uttered a word. He said, he doesn’t just know your name, he knows your heart. His love, his compassion, beyond words. In the stillness, it’s a gentle whisper. Your breath, he wants to hold. Your heart, he wants to be whole. Though, he already knew my heart. He wanted, to hear my request. So, I interceded, for some wonderful friends. Including my brothers, Ryan C, Stuart T. My sisters, Amy B, Debra H, Colleen F, Lisa B, Tangie W, Renee, Wendi, Just a Jesus girl; Sally, and her friend Mike. He said, in his words. In every season, let your heart give thanks. Victory, through the listening, when love speaks. My friends, he went on to say; he’s seen your despair. He knows, life can make your heart heavy. He told me, to tell you. If, you lay down your burdens. He will, pick them up, carry them for you. His love, will meet you, where you’re at. Whisper to your soul, you’re deeply loved. Love, takes you by the heart!
We invited, other friends into the conversation; James, he had this to say. “Consider it a sheer gift, friend; when tests and challenges, comes from all sides. Under pressure, your faith is forced into the open, to show its true colors. ” What an amazing takeaway. Resilience, overcomes whatever, we have to face. No amount problems, is bigger than unyielding faith. Matthew, was listening to my heart, these words resonated. “Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted. Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth. Blessed are those who hunger, thirst for righteousness, they shall be satisfied. Blessed are the merciful, for they shall receive mercy. Blessed are the pure in heart, they shall see God. Friend, you are, the salt of the earth. But if, salt has lost its taste, how shall the saltiness be restored? He went on to say, you are a light, in the world. A city set on a hill, cannot be hidden.” How encouraging, words like these. A friend, like this, ready and willing; to move heaven on your behalf. From the heart of my friend, came this Revelation. He said, in your time of need. “Behold, I’m standing at the door, knocking. If your heart, is open to hear my voice, open the door. I will, come in, to be with you. ” What, a profound statement!
Friends, this I know. He, would never leave you, nor forsake you. I’ve seen it, read the words. Deep love, is etched forever, in Hebrews. But, there’s good news, you don’t need an interpreter. The text, in a universal language. Love, it’s undeniable, when in red letters. How, could a heart not understand, how deep the love? It’s already done, change is coming; even if you can’t see it. We see with our eyes, but believe with our heart. The banner, over us. Love, unfailing love. Friend, though I can’t see your pain, I felt your heart. Though, there’s distance between our hearts. Love overcomes, barriers. To make a friends, faith; act on your behalf. Prayer, changes things. The way, to the Father’s heart. Your heart, had I need. So, I brought it, to a friend!
I know, without a single doubt, if I searched heart and soul. Your love, would be worth finding, again and again. The question is this, with no hesitation, is it a love, worth dying for? Would I, sacrifice my life, to live through your love, be one with your heart? The answer, Yes, a thousand times yes, through every test. Your love, is the ocean. For my soul, to drown over and over, in love’s embrace. To know You, to be forever in love. Live within the depth, in a deep river, breathlessly. Living, wouldn’t have a deeper meaning. If my breath, you didn’t hold. If my heart, you didn’t have. My heart, could never deny your love, my soul you own. Every day, I dive into the deep, to find my peaceful sure. Whenever, the river overflows. It’s your love, pouring out of my heart. How deep, the love? Some days, I can’t breathe it all in, much less to fathom. So, I wait; until the love, let’s me exhale. My heart, swimming deeper for years. But, my soul, hasn’t yet reached the bottom. Loving you, a day; seems a thousand years. Why, would my heart, worry to sink or swim. Your love, would never let my soul, breathe… on its own. You are the air, the breadth within my lungs. I see, heaven; looking into heart, not your eyes. Yes, without a doubt. My soul, would rather drown, in an ocean… of love!
A Love Story! 
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