Tag: Life

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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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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Sometimes’ not Always!

Sometimes, we doubt ourselves, think that we’re not enough, but, when we don’t question our resilience. Always, our resolve will let us know, sufficient strength makes it enough. Sometimes, we believe our heart won’t reach new heights, but, even with broken wings, the soul can still soar. Sometimes, we find our heart in an unknown place, the soul in a vulnerable state. Searching the heart, surely you will find, it’s the place your soul needed to be, so your heart can become. Sometimes, when we look in the mirror, we don’t recognize the person inside. But, when we realize it’s the reflection, that Always allow the opportunity to change your perspective, not someone else’s perception. Sometimes, we’re a bit unsure, a little insecure. So, we mask our feelings, take captive our thoughts. Let our heart walk a lonely path, through valleys with shadows, of the past. But, being sure of your purpose, takes your heart to the most secure place. Where your soul becomes tethered, to love not fear. Sometimes, it seems we’re losing our humanity, but, even when it seems all hope is lost. Love, is Always there in the midst, waiting to build back our faith. Sometimes, circumstances take your breath, but seasons change. Like how autumn’s hue, gives the soul a colorful reason to again discover, life’s breathtaking moments. Sometimes, life feels like a merry go round, other times, you feel like the conqueror of mountains. Every day, rise up and be unafraid to live your best life, again and again. Sometimes, we think our flaws could never make us beautiful, so we cover them up, thinking you’re the only heart with blemishes. But, when we know how to see inner beauty, we see flawed Sometimes, can’t define what the lens of love makes perfect. The imperfections within the heart and soul, love makes our flaws yet not be, Always!

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Two-Factor Authentication; Poetry’s Escape!

The Release!

Listen, poetry has a sound, some lyrical, some so magical; it enchants mind, heart, soul. Poetry has a voice, has a message, has meaning, it has sway. Don’t say no way, I’ve heard it with my own heart, it would never play my soul. Behold, it’s at the door, rat-tat-tat, at the threshold becomes your heartbeat, lup-dup. At the tip of your soul, it becomes bold, to let words take hold, with stories to be told. Listen intently, poetry speaks, to let the soul breathe. Every profound release, provokes emotion, invokes devotion, evokes revelation. Don’t suppress it, don’t second guess it, let it be… free. Love’s eclectic vibe, let it ooze, let it choose, you as its poetic muse. Open the heart, unshackle the soul, penned words released, facilitates poetry’s escape!

Love’s Fount!

There’s an endless fount, the water so refreshing, overflow spills. The nuance stills, the love fills, my peace the overwhelming chills. My bones come alive, sounds of music thrills. Words never at a loss, like an inked quill, fount within my soul cascades. Breathless, speechless, my heart pours within the reign. In the depth of my soul, the silent river runs deep, deeper than words could show. The stillness grows, my heart utters no peep. Deep in love my soul sleep, in sweet dreams my hopes keep. Every day, breathtaking another dawn, the fount welling up within me. Poetry in motion, makes my heart swell, my breath reveal the tell; my love can’t unring the bell. My fount, it is well, in my soul!

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The Poetry Within!

Let poetry speak, let it have meaning, beyond the narrative. Let it inspire, let it move, let it provoke. In its creativity, with its positivity, it will captivate. Thus, poetry is. It doesn’t need your mojo, not swayed by the back and forth, within your mind. No, no, poetry doesn’t need swagger, for words to matter. When pen and paper collaborate, poetic hues extrapolate, spoken word elaborate, elevated prose levitate. Poetry’s quintessence, leaves no room for debate. A poet’s heart, has only one intent, inked words in a rhythmical flow. The soul’s poetic muse, the heart’s most profound soliloquy, verses in reverse. The most telling poems, leaves you something to ponder, over and over. Poetry paints a story, love abstracts the meaning. When time and space collide, composition become. Though like moves, love what leaves an impression. Heart and soul synchronically inclined, poetry rhythmically refined. Words are never silenced, when love speaks. Within the poetry, breadth becomes… more than words!

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Even, I Breathe!

Love, gives my soul the space, the time between every breath, let it be my oxygen. Early I learned, how to escape to it, in plain sight my silent hideaway. To it, I anchored my soul, trained my heart how to be consistent. And when, breathing became introverted, was my saving grace. Even when, the day takes my heart to a darkened path, unknown hovering like a toxic cloud. I didn’t hold my breath, I exhaled. Even if, life rocks me to my core, tried to take the wind from my sails, love became the breadth. One breath at a time, I breathed… in love. Even in, moments when my heart was gasping, trying to be. I look within, to see if my soul is still content living, one day at a time? Even though, breathing becomes heavy sometimes, knowing how to get the weight off my soul, helps my heart breathe easier. Even now, with the death of a child, my wife’s health, needing my heartstrings to be a lifeline, to keep her heart from drowning. The struggle, isn’t really about breathing even, but choosing to breathe, because love taught me how. Old habits die, when the heart empowers your soul to live, every day; anchored breathlessly!

Thank God, I can… Even!

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Wednesday Proverb; Anchored!

Be anchored, hopes and dreams, unfastened from fear’s hold, reveals itself as destiny. A soul freed from life’s burdensome shackles, a heart beating freedom’s drum. It’s working, even though we may not see it; the sun, moon, and stars, elevate our revolving perception. A love that’s stirred, a love that’s deep, a love that’s wide, a love that’s sweet, a love that’s breathtaking. Escapes the soul, into the atmosphere, from within a heart anchored by the truth, there’s no fear in love. The manifested witness, knowing love’s unfailing strength, what tethers both heart and soul. The bonds of our humanity, never becomes severed, when love tugs on the heartstrings. Looking, for an anchoring solution, outside of love is irrelevant. Love is, the anchor to deepen every relative existence. Even, a light that’s dimly burning, still love able to shine for a lifetime, if even a flicker of light. A lantern anchored, needs only love to keep the wick lit, the light shining. It’s really that simple. As simple as a proverbial candle, symbolizing love and hope, in times of overwhelming pain. Love’s simplicity, with attached kindness, acts as a profound connection, giving love the ability to become. A heart secured, the soul tethered, anchored deeply in love!

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A Love Story; Two Hearts!

Her love stepped into my world, my soul caught a glimpse, the silhouette of her essence. Her inner beauty, even from a distance, her presence swayed me, captured my heart, held my gaze. I didn’t know her heart, but captivated was I. Sweet lady, what my love called her. It was a busy scene, and when I thought I had lost her to another, her love whispered softly, and blew my mind. This Cinderella, must have known my intentions, know your quintessence, but instead you stole my heart. She play hard to get, wouldn’t get my heart back. Even though my love was shy, her hold yet so bold, the half not yet told. How she took me by the heart, and made us one with love’s endless waltz, to our I do. Breathless, two hearts in twine, I whispered my heart is thine, your love is so divine. Lovey lady, rest your head on my shoulders, your love is already on my heart. Her passion, the strength of her presence, slow dancing with my heart and soul, into the wee hours of my enchanted world!

Five minutes to midnight, the mood is right, slow dancing by candlelight, under the moon night. I felt it inside of me, there’s something going on, the feelings too strong to question, feels too good to be wrong. Neither one of us, not knowing how to say goodbye. Cinderella, the glass is half full, your love makes my outlook sparkle. I will not make the love slip through my heart, or be eclipse by the twilight. In the midnight hour, your love shimmers like the star you are. You have my heart on a mission, keep finding your love again and again, in my forevermore. Your love is candy, sweet drops of honey. Your smile, lights up the sky, glows in the starlight. Why wish on a thousand stars, my soul is convinced, heaven has sent you to be, my shining star. Hand in hand, barefoot along the sands of time. Your love will make me, better than I was, more than I am. It’s a perfect fit, the day your love slipped into my heart. The moment, your beauty penetrated my soul, and I became whole. Making this a timeless love story; two hearts, in no fairytale, living in an endless love!

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