An Oasis!

Every day, let your heart cast off. Let your soul set sail, your heart sail away. When the day, feels like an ocean blue. Let your traveling soul, find solace in an Oasis. A mind being blown, the fresh wind graciously giving, a breathless calm. A heart, taken by each wave of love. The increasing, the never fleeting; with every breathtaking encounter. The lilly in the valley, giving the heart words, that gently frolics through the two-lips. Beneath the surface, the water bubbles; taking away what troubles. A deep river, overflowing into an ocean. Stream of love, seeping into every crevice. Producing, a lovely spring in the heart. A soul, finding that peaceful state. A heart knowing, there will always be a refuge, in every horizon. Where, the love is lush; fertile to told, ever growing for the heart to take hold. Heaps of love, lavished on the soul; to keep the fire blazing. Out of the belly, a deep river flows, with poetic eMotion. Love, in the crevices of the moon. Nestled, in the breadth of the crimson. Clustered, breathtakingly in each star-light. Living, in the depth. An ocean is found, a stream is felt, my silent river is heard. My faith, my hopes, my dreams, my forever, in my Oasis!

The blessed assurance, in the face of every adversity. A heart resting, against the breadth of God’s love, will find peace. For when, the struggle becomes real. Every battle, seeming the most fiercest. The foe, and the fight one in the same. The battlefield becomes the mind, giving the heart and soul the place, to wrestle with the day. But, how heartfelt is it to know. Life, is not knowing how breathe. Just, know to live… with hope. One hundred billion breaths, will be just a test. If, every whisper of love; will take you by the heart? Draw you closer, to His heart, and lost within the breadth? Living water, all my life, you’ve been so faithful. How, can a soul truly find peace? How, does a heart get through the rain, without You? For, there’s no greater bliss; than truly knowing this. In times of refreshing, an Oasis, can surely be found. What seems a rival, or that persistent nemesis. Just know, every downfall, can turn into an uprising. Your soul, rising up. In the face of lack, in the face of weakness, the face of negativity. When, the night blinds the way. A shining light, will enlighten the heart; which path to take. To let your soul find rest, in the Oasis!

Love, you are my shepherd. You make my soul, lie down in greenest pastures. Beside the still waters, to be a restful soul. Down, the path of righteousness, forever will be in your heart. Yea, though I walk through valley’s. Shadows, will never give the heart cause to fear. For You, are with me. A rod, to help vanquish the doubts. The staff, to give the heart something to lean on. You prepare a table, in your presence; my cup runs over. Surely, goodness and mercy, follow me. All the days, and all my life. You have dwelt with me, an Oasis; for the heart, and soul!

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You Are!

My heart, not afraid to show, the love inside. You’re the one, in whom I share hopes; the one, inside all my dreams. My love, is your love. Let it be an umbrella, shielding your heart from the rain. Don’t, ever close your heart. How else, can my love be the boldest thief. Wanting for another moment, take your every breath. Me and you, under the canopy of love. My soul, can’t get two steps away. And not to feel your love, tugging on every string. Your love and mine, may not always be fine. But, we’ve found our forever, two hearts in twine, three strands strong. You are, my breathless; God’s love, the breadth. It’s not, heaven in your eyes, it’s in your heart. True love, not about being mesmerized; knowing, love’s a daily prize. Into you I see, within me the love will truly be. Every day, I don’t have to think, about what kind of love I’m getting. In you, my heart already knows, the kind of love I have. For me, it’s not about what I feel; but what, you need my heart to be. In love, always, and forever. Love, not about what you’re honored to do. But what through love, your soul is privileged to become. A heart, giving love faithfully. Even when, my heart looked through blinders. Within my soul, there was absolutely no mistaking. I could always see, our forever… in love. Whatever, you have to face. That’s, what my love has to face… through your eyes. Let, my heart be perfectly clear. God’s love is the breadth, that has made your heart the vision, ever before my soul. A reflection of His love, that what… you are!

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Decipher!

How, can love ever be understood; when it’s like cracking a code. Love, not meant to be coded, but written in plain sight. It, should stop at nothing; getting to the bottom, of the heart. Find the true key, to what works. It’s not, meant to be converted; into what’s perverted. Show, all the possibilities. A heart wide open, to what become the wonder. True love, meant to be discerned. So, the love can be perceived, endless. Real love, will never need an interpreter. When it doesn’t get lost, in the translation. An action word, forever on the tip of your heart. To be, or not to be; will never be in question. Love, should be gentle to the soul; easy on the heart. Love, shouldn’t be a decryption task; just a heart unmasked. Yes, love might break the heart. But was never meant, to shatter your confidence, in finding true love. Deciphered, forever devoted, never undisputed. Riddle me this. Be quick, this; don’t let your heart miss. If roses are red, and violets are blue? Does, your heart blush red; whenever love, brushes up against your soul? Or, does your heart turn blue? Because you, can only decipher the color of love; through, a tainted rose colored lens?

A soul, will never find the truest answer, to what needs to be solved? If the heart, always questioning the resolve… within. Comprehend, should never be confused, with Compromise. You may not, know the love language. But in your heart, it should be settled within. Forever in love, will be the reason, through every season. How, can light shed a problem? If the heart, rather live in the shade? Love, can’t exist in the gray areas. Love’s a color, crimson the deepest. There’s no fathom, without depth. There’s no see, without finding an ocean. A heart, needs clarity. To help the soul, extrapolate the true sense… within love. Love, should never be predicated. On the What, but the Who? Not what, the other heart can do for you? But who, you need to become? So, the love can always be on display. In love, sometimes; we don’t always grasp, the true reality. Though, we wrestle with the understanding, therein lies the meaning. When, the heart finds the truth; the soul, will untangle the worth. The soul, can’t truly sort out; in love, or not in love. Until the heart’s first willing, to be forever sold out. Give love, every breath. Embedded, in the truth; profoundly, love becomes the proof. Facial expressions, will never be able to Decipher. What’s in, a heart’s true confession!

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Living Hope!

Underground, where life begins. In the quiet, within the stillness, through the depth. In a fertile ground, let the roots go deep. Let the water swell, your soul be well. Let the love, grow deeper. Giving the heart, an undeniable tell. The greatest love, rescue story ever read; written on the heart. That’s continually moving, forever shifting; deeply through the soul. A heart being captured, in the taking of the deepest breadth. The living hope, at the center of being. Deeply rooted, with not even a hair off. A soul anchored, nestled deep in the crevices… of love. This I know, the love is felt. It moves the heart, stirs the soul. Deep in the river, in the breadth, calmness found. Like an ocean, the love becomes a flood; the heart never wants to end. Morning, by morning; the soul rises, with the tide. For at the end, the soul will be found in… the depth, living breathlessly. This, my heart knows for sure. Living in the goodness, the well running over. In the presence, the soul will dwell. A heart, expose by the truth. Whispers of love, will forever be. Close to your heart, hovering over your soul. A heart and soul, dipped in a crimson. The love, The Living Hope!

“Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! According to his great mercy, he has caused us to be born again to a living hope, through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead,” 1 Peter‬ ‭1:3‬ ‭ESV‬‬

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Fun Friday; Passionate vs Faithfulness!

Passionate, Faithfulness; two true heavyweights. They, might seem in the same weight class. Spoiler alert, one will emerge greater, than the other. Both, have stand alone power… in their own right. But together, the combination will be epic. Both, know how to press in, and accept the challenge. Never backing down, when the day calls your heart out. So, deliver a heartfelt moment, worth remembering. The heart and soul, both getting a ringside seat. Watch a-bout, how they intend to square off. Passion, for short, has a deep desire. Give chase, pursue the prize, with vim and vigor. The downside, to Passion? Becoming easily distracted, by a wayward heart. Faith will never be, a short-handed approach to Faithfulness. Faith, needs to be the substance. That Will, produce the evidence… Pound for pound, the strongest muscle in the body; the heart. Passionately, a heart will step to the podium. But the soul, tells a heart. You have enough faith, to fight through every adversity. One, looks to take center stage, have the top billing. The other, looking to take the stand. With hard work, and dedication; be the greatest. Some days, the battlefield is the mind. Going toe to toe, with the heart. But, when love prevails. The stand, becomes shoulder to shoulder. So the outcome will be, heart to heart!

Even, in a knock down, dragged out… encounter. Passion, will surely rise to the occasion. With a Passionate, bob and weave routine. Forgetting, true Faithfulness, doesn’t waver. When push, and shove collides. Faithfulness, will always counter with the right… extension of love. With, no pun intended, just love extended. Without feeling the need, to brag, or boast. Passionate, feeling it, eagerly comes out swinging. But Passion, without the right follow-through; doesn’t produce the intended desire. Faithfulness, not into perpetually; keeping your guard up. It’s a-bout, knowing; Someone’s in your corner. With encouragement, love, and devotion. A heart dependable, remaining true. Regardless, of any extenuating circumstances. To be, or not to be? A Passionate heart, with a Faithfulness soul? Strong in feeling, but drawing strength. From what you believe, to be your unwavering truth. Being Passionate, shows a heart with promise, likened to lionhearted. But, without the right stamina, found in a faithful heart. Even, the best intentions, lacks the steadfast zeal. Why, when Faithfulness delivers. Passionate… feelings, takes a step back. Refocuses, never feeling; it’s time to throw in the towel. A mind undecided, becomes a heart, double visioned. A heart, needs to be intentionally trained. To allow the soul, to have what it needs. The fierce confidence, to fight the good fight. The right demonstration, will make comPassion favorable. To rank higher, on the disregarded scorecard!

When the day, seems like the fight of your life. The feeling like body blows, a heart feeling in tatters. When, your back’s against the ropes. Dig, deep into your repertoire. Let hope become the rope, that will always have your back. Life, best fought with a surrendered heart. Passionate moments, sometimes fade. But, for every committed moment; Faithfulness, never show fatigue. Having a strong faith, requires the heart be consistently in practice. So, it won’t be stunned, by an unexpected jab. Breathing, sometimes optional. Most days, you have to gather up your pride, and put it back in your heart. Then tell life,“is that all you have… to offer?” I am Passionate, my Faithfulness, will become undisputed. Passion, in heart the woven fabric. But Faith, needs to be the thread. Sometimes, the day won’t let you catch your breath. It can hit below the belt, bringing you to your knees. Take the moment, to give your soul right clarity. With a gut check, let the heart decide. Will it be, a Passionate stance, displaying a graceful heart? Or will the moment, let Faithfulness display, how to stick and move? Sick to your faith, and Move… with renewed momentum. Wordplay, will never be smack talk. When you’re Passionate, about setting up, the right hook. So, let your Passion, be a heart forever guarded, with grace. So your Faithfulness, will emerge showcasing, the victor’s crown. Say won’t, or could never be. Faithfulness, will surely prove you wrong!

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The Upper Room!

Love, make my whole heart, your upper room. In there, you will get the glory. For, what am I? But only, what the love has made, my heart to become. I need you, to forever be… in this place. A life, filled with your fragrance. A heart, living breathless in the presence. A soul present, basking in the light. How, can my heart ever keep secrets? You show up, my soul bares them all. Let the love, take my soul… to new heights. In this place, the upper room… of my heart. In every season, love will be the reason. In every test, you bring out the best. In my weakness, you give my soul rest. The essence, of true contentment. In being, with the love therein. Love, you keep my heart accountable. Hold my soul to the fire, make new heights attainable. Tell every fleeting breath, it is well, with my soul. Breath on my faith, so when; the day becomes heavy. My heart, will have the strength. Stand and sing; Amazing Grace. To hear how reassuring, becomes the sound of your love. In a time such as this, may my heart be known. In the stillness, in the quietness. A silent prayer will resound, for hearts in need. Love, because of you, I’m able to breathe… easier. Even though, darkness forever looms. Trying, to snatch every breath. Sift the heart, like wheat. I don’t need much, just you; and the remnants left behind. For that alone, will be enough… to sustain the heart. Nothing, can ever be worth more. Could ever be compared, to finding living hope. More, than words can say. What a heart, can ever pen down. May every thought, be the same question; “how deep is the love?” Love, you’re the breath of life, and you’re welcomed here. To flood this place, fill the atmosphere, with what a heart truly long for. Full, moved; deeply, with the breadth of love. My soul, won’t ever taste anything as sweet. Without, my heart first knowing. The sweetest love, will forever be. In the Upper Room, communing… with the heart!

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The Symphony, A Hymn!

Strike up the band, prick my heart. For thee, my soul will take a forever stand. Sound the trumpet, let the love blow my mind. Tug on my heart, make it your stringed instrument. To your heart, tether my soul; three strands strong. A soul, tuned to the breadth of your love. Let the anthem resound, until my soul resonates… the truest love. Let it be, heard loud and clear. In my heart and soul, your love will be a sympathy, an angelic hymn. Playing within my soul, the greatest love song. For a heart set free, triumphant in thee. Beat the drum, let the love beat out of my chest. Call my heart, into thy love, rapture my soul. So, I can hide, myself forever in thee. Thy love, has plucked my soul. In your love, no repercussion will ever be found. Just, the sweetest melody; holding me close. The orchestrater, of my love symphony. A love, likened to a musical, with a lyrical sound. A heart draped, textured within a crimson love. Becoming so instrumental, for the taking of every breath. In every season, in every stage of life. May the resonation, be you’re my first love. A heart, singing thy hymn. A soul, dancing a breathless dance. As Your love, dances with my heart. The poetry in motion, with a poetic love. Descriptive, becomes every breadth of love. In heart, in mind, in body, in soul. To be a life well lived, it’s with specificity. Love, in its simplicity. That will change not, just forever will be. A Symphony, A Hymn!

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A Song in The Night!

When, your heart is going through the darkness. A soul restless, seeing shadows. Reflections in the night, what’s in the passing… moments. A heart, reflecting on the day. Trying not to let, the darkness make your hopes seem, fleeting dreams. Don’t let your heart, drift off… into what’s another daze. For suddenly, a light will break through the dawn. Showing your soul, in the wake. There will be a reason, for the heart to be inspired. To keep on going, through whatever becomes the season. Pursue the day, but chase after the truest love. Sometimes, the day takes you through the valley. Sometimes, the tempest will become a flood. Just know; tears, doesn’t mean your heart is losing. When your soul, needs something with substance. Something, your heart can forever rest on? It’s found, within the word. In everything, there’s a song. A love song, with such a simple melody. The breadth of love, with an embedded richness. That will strike, the loveliest tone. To eclipse the night, and soothe the soul. A peace, letting in a crimson light. In the moonlight, under the starry night. A song can be heard, playing in the twilight. That will, surely leave you breathless. A heart and soul, clustered together. Swaying to the rhythm of love, within a calming presence. A heart, knowing a love song. That’s lyrically vital, and so deeply moving. That leaves an impression, deep within the memory. When it’s all said, when it’s all done. May it truly be, a life well lived. That lights a path, with a word. To encourage your heart, and show the way. So at the end, the love will bare much hope. With, A Song in The Night!

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Magical!

Suddenly, as if you knew my heart; needed to behold, how amazing, your love appears. When the day, tries to make hope disappear. Love makes it becomes, it’s fear no longer seen. In a heart, that needs to know the breadth of love. When, words can’t be found. So my heart can explain, how the love is moving. How you see it, but yet can’t find it. The words, to say; it’s Magical. How your love, so early takes the breath. You will know it, to leave no doubt. The love, has moved… your heart again. All your soul can say, don’t it again. The magic, would be unbelievable. If my heart didn’t know, the love has a tell. In the stillness, the moment becomes, another breath- taken. Love, the word truly unparalleled. When there’s no strings attached, but for the heart. Love becomes the spell-bound, tethered to the soul profoundly. How beautifully delightful, to see all the ways. Your love can Magically remove, stress from everyday life. A love, with the power to be called, Super, Natural. A heart, being in a place. To know that it’s not with eyes, love becomes Magical. But with the heart, you believe in what, can only be perceived. How amazing, and phenomenal; the taking of every breath. A heart, fixed in a gaze. As captivated becomes the days. A soul amazed, that such a love. Would want to show, a heart, how glorious it is. To know the awe, and see the extraordinary wonder. In the Magical embrace, that seems too good, but so very true. The love is Magical, yes; but the excellence divine. A love, that will be mind-blowing. Only if and when, your heart believes. The beauty becomes truly known, first embracing in the Accept.ance. True Love, will never try to deceive, but fabulously reveal. The true difference, not letting the heart be distracted. With a love that vanished, in a breath; likened as magic. When the soul needed to know, a heart mesmerizing. With a love, meant to be beautifully seen, as Magical!

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