Tag: Life

Song in the Night!

Some nights, dreams are of love’s beauty, of fairy tale’s bliss. Oh, but this, a tale about real love, a song in the night. Soul laid bare, heart swaddled gently, lying in the warmth of love’s embrace. Oh, but in the soul’s haste, it nudged the heart hoping to get a taste. Of what not soul wants to waste, the sweetness of love’s lullaby. The highs and lows, life comes with many woes, but when love draws its bow. Whoa, the soul awakened to find its heart, cradled in its might. The soul holding tight, as the heart sways breathlessly, to love’s song. New heights, never the fight, cloud nine so divine, leaving worries behind. In the midst of sweet dreams, love is made of these. So, even if the path takes the heart to valleys low, the soul would able to navigate past shadows. The ones, that want to leave the heart feeling hollow, making it easier to hear fear’s bellow; but love’s song, so so mellow. One’s heart, with a note in its tone, rest assured knowing; love song will again be reprised, its soundtrack in the night. That will again, make the soul take flight, soaring with angelic wings, as the heart sings. Love’s song, humming throughout the night. A cry in the nighttime, a heart’s sigh in the daytime. Love’s simple melody, allowing the soul a comfortable rest, even if it’s the heart’s most darkest moments. It matters not, how dark the night becomes, the heartstrings love strums, releasing its sum. Love is a lamp onto, light upon the breadth, of illuminated sight. Breathlessness of love’s song, long used to soothe, the restlessness in one’s soul. Giving the heart a reason, to know that in every season. Misty moments, sweet melodies, droplets of heaven’s dew; remnants, of love’s song in the night!

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Enlightened Heart!

When, your heart seems lost in the fog of life’s journey. Don’t, let your soul retreat into the shadows, shine bright your benevolent light. A life lived well, doesn’t live it through the lens of the peripheral, fearing the unknown. A vibrant soul, a heart living whole, basking beautifully in hope’s enlightened perspective. That not even the sun, moon, stars, can outshine the inner glow, of one’s innate spirit. A soul illuminated with confidence, repels life’s darkest moments, to enlighten one’s destiny. Every breath, taken with purpose, every step taken intentionally. One’s soul, may be so focused, that one’s heart misses its future, through the fog. An enlightened heart, guides its mind, body and soul, through the fog of love’s journey!

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Wick’s Muse!

There’s no shame, being love’s muse, a heart and soul used, the light of love infused. Idle heart, a stagnant light, ignited by love’s quintessence, illuminated by its presence. Light rain, could never extinguish the wick, the thick distinguishable light, of love’s consequential reign. How insane, one’s soul journeying its elevated plane, for one’s heart to not attain, the benevolence of love’s essence. What sets the world on fire, what lights up love’s heartfelt desire, a soul draped in its textured attire. Unveiled by its kindness, open to its generosity, and be struck by its beauty. Knowing the breadth of its authenticity, the grace in the touch of its tenderness. Its understanding, found in the depth of its love language, the humbleness emanating within the strength of its nature. Balanced living, blameless loving, every breath thankful in and out of season, love the reason. The flame of its muse, the fused wick of love’s candle, lit will burn bright; now and forevermore! 

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Motivation’s Muse; Be… 

No heart, could exist a lifetime, without experiencing love’s birth, without one’s soul be, impacted by its rebirth. There inevitably will be, a time, a moment, within its sphere of influence. It TOUCHES the soul, even if the heart’s evasive. It invades the mind, love’s not intimidated, with food for thought. It’s not a passionless fruit, it goes straight to the root, being its muse, it’s a hoot. Love captivates the soul, it’s just that bold. Maybe not today, or tomorrow, but eventually, it’s a renewed mind, it’s called a change of heart. Love, doesn’t put the cart before the horse. We, all have those proverbial rough days, that cascade into a tough year, they’re called seasons. Nights in tears, learning to fight your fears, the journey to be, unapologetically free. With every breath, one’s heart is on the cusp of having, its soul enlightened by the nuances of love’s deepest breadth. Love, doesn’t let you fall off the edge, but lets its strength be the wedge, keeping hopelessness at bay. Hey, am I talking to you? You better believe, my heart too has felt the rain, but every tomorrow, love is my sunshine that reigns; I let it be. Its saving grace will be, filled with love to be, giving you the confidence that you will be… TOUCHED, deeply!

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Love’s Quiet Beauty!

If you look closely, you would see how its subtle beauty captivates. If your heart is keen, you would be in the know, how even its silence speaks, of its epic glow. Whoa, how its depth flows, its breadth spans the deepest river, hearts drown within its quiver. Its quintessence, unapologetically bold, if truth be told. Before one’s soul even knows it, deepens its hold, when nights are cold. Like a gentle flower, petals at the feet of its might, everything feels right, when eyelids close tight, within the midnight hour. In its reign, its fragrance showers the soul with its bliss, the sweetness of its kiss. Its kindness is endless, its awe breathless, actions blameless. It’s utterly reckless, breaking down barriers. Its worth never feckless, its meaning never voiceless. Within its hush, swaddled hue, the heart of its endearing pink blush. Fullness that emanates, stillness that shimmers, goodness that resonates. Its exists in plain sight, perceived only; when actions reveal, it resides within your heart. Its quiet nature, hovers in the shadows, patiently waiting to serve, what its essence preserves. In quiet whispers, lullaby it hums, the anthem of its sum. When words sting, healing it brings, the soul sings. Its mystique, moves the heart with its simplicity, captures you with its serenity, its picturesque intensity. Haven’t your heart heard, love’s true to its word, be like a graceful bird, soar with wings of a dove. Love, its quiet beauty, that, “je ne sais quoi,” what gets lost within its ocean. What no heart can fathom, no soul could live long enough to tell its tale, found within the pages of its boundless sublime!

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Fun Friday; Baked In! 

My heart, could be a million miles, but my soul would still know, the sweet scent of love’s essence, it’s baked in. Its fragrance, its aroma, the beauty of its substance, makes the heart prance. Love taking its stance, forever to enhance. I could find a thousand things, to display my intrinsic qualities. But, if love isn’t the main baked in ingredient, how would it truly profit my soul? They say, you have to break a few eggs, to make an omelette. But my heart says, if the reasoning was scrambled, with what would the conception be seasoned? The infilling of my soul, requires the accompanying flavor therein to be whole… hearted. Love as leftovers, therefore cold, and tasteless. My demeanor, overwhelmingly, to be sweet, salty at times, but never indifferent, love deeply baked in. My, brown sugared sweetness, a little pinch of her love hurled, goldenly baked into my soul. Her sugar, her spice, it’s everything nice, stolen love’s heist. Cinnamon’s savor, gingered flavor, carbonized in my love’s elasticity, baked sweet bread, roses are red… All-purposed love, flowery in its totality. Pure and milky, warm and silky; baked in vanilla extract, sprinkled cocoa powder, dripped pasteurized honey. Its take, what heart can’t fake, words can’t break, for love’s sake. Having your cake, eating it too, lit candled hue, baked in celebration. Of its affirmation, what makes the heart weep, the love seep, the soul’s keepsake. Like a potato, melting love, butter baked in. Becoming, one love, one heart!

*** Fun with words, a love story’s tale! ***

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Wednesday Proverb; Look up!

Whenever, your heart feels like it’s lost, within the fog of love’s journey, look up. When, overwhelming sees, try to capsize your heart, drown out love’s voice, tries to sink your worth, into the depth of indifference? Look up, see your faith tethered to its lifeline, the hope found within its humanity. Whenever, daylight seems it won’t save you from heartache, or enlighten your posture? That’s the time, to get up positively, and shine… even brighter. Exercise your hopes, maneuver your dreams into position, clothe your heart within substantive desires. Even if, for a moment your light seems eclipsed by darkness, it shall surely pass. Stay vertical, your soul will profoundly see, it’s always darkest before the dawn. If, love’s radiance seems overshadowed by grievances, leaving truth twisting in the wind, look up. In the stillness, your soul will see fear hanging on by a thread, to love’s undeniable truth. Its resilience, fear’s reckoning, when love comes beckoning. Whether, sense of purpose seems in tatters, rags to riches, love for one’s self the story, look up. Despair, likes to lurk around the proverbial corner, but face that obstacle, with strength of character, take every step forward, with confidence. And if, you get knocked down, take a deep breath, and look up… to the heavens; hope is never lost!

“I took another walk around the neighborhood, and realized that on this earth as it is— The race is not always to the swift, Nor the battle to the strong, Nor satisfaction to the wise, Nor riches to the smart, Nor grace to the learned. Sooner or later, life comes to call. ” Ecclesiastes‬ ‭9‬: ‭11‬ ‭MSG‬‬

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Motivation’s Triumph; Ever-Increasing!

Joy, peace, happiness, may they’re triumph be; ever-increasing. In every season, every heartbeat’s breadth, the reason be, of love’s eternal bed of roses. Its fragrance, its beauty, the essence of its might. What gives sight, what shines bright, what gives the soul flight, on the wings of love’s provision. Of growth becoming, of what’s deeply rooted, one’s worth making room, soul’s ever-increasing bloom. Love on the rise, expanding depth of awareness. A heart shining exponentially, the glow of one’s soul proliferating endlessly. Let your love illuminate, radiate continuously. Be as bright as the stars, so darkness could never be on par. Even from afar, be warm as the sun. Motivation’s hue, triumphing profoundly. The elevation of one’s heart and soul, be love’s enlightenment, ever-increasing!

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Motivation’s Sway; Daylight Savings!

Seasons, there are moments in our lives, days when we just can’t see our way, light within seeming a bit dim. Deep within our soul, there’s a small still whisper. Motivation’s sway, goes out on what seems a proverbial limb to reinforce within. All your heart’s light needs to flicker, saved seconds of love’s radiant breadth. For, those seconds will be minutes of daylight, enlightened moments in perpetuity, its saving grace. Moments in life, so one’s soul can shine bright like the stars. The heart glistening so much, its light transcends time, space… to be. With every breath you take, and every move you make. Even on the darkest nights, those seconds of daylight saved in between breaths. Time to be still and know, one’s light could never dim, forever illuminated within the heart and soul’s constant; its Northern Star!

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