The bye and bye, giving yesteryear its kiss, and say goodbye. Within the new, from time to time the heart will cry, remembering the bye and bye, how love wiped away tears, giving the soul wings to fly. Every heart, has encountered the saddest days of life. But hearts profoundly flourish, when we stop living looking behind, at what was. Sometimes, life calls with a bit of bad news, I want to hold you back; but good news, this too shall pass. A heart knowing how to weather the cold, never whethers if love’s warmth it will behold. In a world, where so many hearts just survive, clinging to the bye and bye. Like honey, love thrives, within the crevices of its hive. The road ahead is long, but the journey makes one’s resolve strong. So, mountains won’t have its way, valleys don’t have any sway. Tell life’s sorrows, the missteps of the past bye-bye, adios, cheerio, sayonara, arrivederci. So long, farewell; adieu, to you and you and you. I hate to go, but my heart’s not willing to miss this pretty sight; my worth’s awakening. What we have, what makes the heart and soul sing, embraced forevermore, in the here and now!
I’m a simple man, with a complicated heart. My love is inquisitive, my soul intuitive, my heart perceptive. Will never speak my mind, unless my heart gives it permission, love being its mission. I’m. My love is glaring, my heart is caring, my soul is daring; a reflection. I’m a son, a brother, a husband, a father; I’m just a man. Predestined to serve, destined to preserve, true meaning of love. I’m. Don’t step to me, unless you’re willing to throw down. Throw down what harms, to embrace love’s charm, love with open arms. I’m. My heart is full, my days filled with love’s noble quest to be, and will only make room for Just, you. You who need encouragement, you with a broken heart. You looking for a heart willing to listen, to whatever’s on yours. I’m. There’s so much on my shoulders, but my spirit’s never crushed, a lot on my plate, but my hopes never shattered pieces. In love I put my trust, to bear the weight, there’s no time for hate. And, when night falls, and the dawn calls, love makes my heart befall, and I’m!
On the road called life, the search for one’s purpose, the trek to boldly go, where love has its sway. Time to time, in love’s journey we get lost, just trying to find ourselves. One moment, the hills seem so alive, with the sound of music. Then, in the blink of an eye, the music fades. The silence so deafening, it’s shattered dreams. But, Hope comes knocking at your soul, helping pick up the pieces of your heart. And, another quest to discover, rediscover more of life’s endearing moments, through the lens of love. Every day, for our heart life has a test, the request, do our very best. Within the moments, in every season rediscovering destiny’s reason. Love’s trajectory destined, swayed by resolve’s perception. The cusp of every breath’s beginning, relying on the heart’s breathless expedition, uncovering the nuances of love’s every breadth. Along the heart’s quest, love lights a candle, the soul guided by the wick of its hue. Navigating life, belief from deep within your chest, to reach the attainable crest. Unbearable, never to be mistaken same as unbelievable. Unbearable moments, can’t refute the heart’s unbelievable resilience. Life’s daily quest, to be all you can be, without being so much in haste, forgetting the journey gets us all there, with grace. Hearts persuaded, to chase after your dreams. Worth compelled to live, love, laugh, have your being. Not compromising your soul, trying to fit into someone else’s re-quest. The soul’s quest, to follow your heart, be led by love’s northern star, its quest near or far. The moon, the sun, the stars, revolving in love’s benevolence. During the quest, the inevitable wrestle with our heart and the bear, the sorrows that leave our soul at a loss. But yet, what seems hopeless, has a tendency to leave a heart speechless, with every fearless conquest. A heart with the courage, to fight not just for what’s right, but what in the wee hours, holds our soul tight. Every heartfelt encounter, the quest to be, seen fighting for what we love, the truth in what we believe. The Quest… ion is, do we live the journey, to its fullest?
Love, takes hearts into the new, the journey to find its vista. Renewed hopes and dreams, where darkness can’t sway the light, within an enlightened soul. Love’s wondrous star, lends you its angelic light, to be the radiant beam, emanating within a soul’s benevolent hue. A heart in a place, where beliefs precede new possibilities, begets life’s new opportunities. When night befalls, the soul harkens to hear, love’s endearing call. In you, love is the candle, its flame giving a heart sight. Within the twilight, hope permeates into the dawn. Letting the morning light become, love’s glow penetrating the day. Smiling beautifully, shining endlessly, illuminating life’s essence breathlessly, love’s ray of sunshine. When life comes crashing down, even just a flicker, kindles hopelessness. Love’s wick, sparked by tethered hearts, candled light of love’s vigil, providing comfort within the window of lost souls. Stepping into the new, distinguishes the flame of blue, love’s light lit true. Everyday’s newness, be caring, its breadth be sharing; love, and the grace within. Every heart, elevating its perspective, igniting its soul a new. A children of the light, open to forever let the love within shine!
Why say, true love is not sustainable, when what sustains it, the will to let its breadth take flight. Some hearts say, love can be so exhausting, but what is love, if it doesn’t therefore take your breath, and never digress? Many are under the impression, being a soul’s-mates is a myth. But, what their heart fails to understand, if you chase after the bliss, love’s angelic hue you will surely miss. The secret to love’s lasting beauty, what compels it, what propels it, what undergirds it. Love is not just about feeling, but in seeing, and the being; seeing the need, being willing to act, be an ordinary angel. Showing its wings, love so angelic it sings. Even though, it seems love makes one’s heart blue, it should still remain true. A heart not willing to hide, settle with just giving ordinary love, but all what’s inside. Love, doesn’t have to be daring, just caring. It doesn’t have a winged angle, for its innermost to rise to the occasion. Be a light in the horizon, shines bright at every dawn, soaring to new heights. When you’re at your low, the love will show, like a river will flow, will unsheathe its bow. Ordinary angels, hearts willing to try with you, cry with you. Even with a broken wing, a heart willing to be tethered, will fly with you. Every heart, has within the ability to reveal, amongst us there are, Ordinary Angels!
Christmas, such a wonderful word, inspiring so many, a word etched into the sands of time. Homage to Love’s divine birth, resting so gently on our hearts, a celebration of its beauty. Love, what a beautiful word, its meaning so amazing, its nature truly astounding. Love is a compass, a lighthouse, a song, an ocean. Life, every breath reciting, it’s a wonderful word. Of love’s breadth, of its life breath we need. Oh, to love upon one’s heart, the gift of love every soul longs to receive. WordPress, a wonderful word, of hearts entwined, of kindhearted sublime. Words, they Press, they sway; stay poetically on hearts and minds. Within life’s haze, captures your gaze, affecting the heart in so many ways. During the Christmas season, hearts feel merry, souls feeling serene, seen, through the lens of love’s crimson hue!
Love pressed within, cause words to hum. Some hearts, like to chew gum, every soul, have an elevated sum. So come, my words will highlight some, of WordPress’ allure; their wonderful words, that’s for sure. From Behind the Pen, one’s soul encapsulates a pen’s essence, with words from the heart. Another heart says, Don’t Lose Hope, keep the faith. How, wonderful is it to know, Words of hope have healing. Some, like to share their world through words, and, it’s Shaun’s World; a heart and soul, pressing along the upward way. Some just, Mom with A Blog, looking to shine, not letting negative words define. Another, lay words down by, Riverside’s Peace. There’s one, that doesn’t have heart in the clouds, but on, Kingdom Thoughts, a soul that can’t be bought. There’s a heart with a light, but don’t ever get it twisted. Belladonna’s Flashlight, exercises its due diligence, illuminating fact over feelings. There’s someone, words all about, the Journey Inward, finding enlightenment. Even though, one’s heart has been set free of what was, some feelings linger. Egypt in Mind, try to sway promises of love’s divine journey. There’s a heart, filled with Words of wonder, full of lots to ponder; simply called, My Inspired Life. Within Boundless Blessings, which heart, wouldn’t be inspired, their soul having boundless Words? There’s someone, who wonderfully states just that. And tell me, who doesn’t like, Love, Life, Happiness & More? Life’s mysteries, or of simple quotes to inspire. And, this one is a game changer, wonderful Words to make your heart roar, the soul soar; being Crazy for Christ. And, I would be remiss, if I didn’t mention a heart, Created by Deesign, Sincerely Jan, and her kindred sis, of a Restored Heart, their homeland love will never part. These, WordPress post, some of my favorite things. And truly, it’s a Wonderful Word; Love!
*** Merry Christmas to all, and to all a wonderful night! ***
DJ WCR, on the WordPress ones and twos, spinning love’s tale. The poetry doesn’t flail, the muse won’t derail, love’s rhythm will prevail. When, Love feels at Home!
At home, hearts feel at home, wrapped up within love’s embrace. When, love is in the air, its essence becomes its sweet aroma. Love’s fragrance hue, permeating throughout heart and soul.
In some seasons, the world can seem so cold, love’s reasoning becoming so bold; does, it has a festive hold, its beauty deeply told? In this place, within the depth of one’s heart, love feels at home, resting gently against your soul. A place, where the heart feels whole, deep within your chest, a love’s behest. In heart of hearts, the place where love lingers, let it be, as long as it pleases. Don’t quicken it, unless absolutely certain, your heart will evoke its benevolence. Awaken it, if your soul can arouse its quintessence, your heart faithful to its bidding. Deep down provoked, words could never evict, situations could never offend, passionately will defend its position. Oh, I tell you, love asked of me, and I said I surely won’t, let the moments pass; invoked heart and soul I did. And now, love’s hue resides within places, has made its home in spaces; within my soul, where my heart has never entered. In one’s soul, if there’s a fire burning, love is surely crackling, its flame lit forever. To let passing hearts know, there’s an invitation to be had. In the warmth of love’s breadth, its essence swaddled within its hue. Wrapped up in the gift that keeps giving, the partaking of love’s divine feast. Christmas no exception, by design!
***By design, a collaboration of my late daughter’s spirit and my soul, giving my heart inspiration to create these designs. Each are pieces of different elements; pictures, drawings, paint swatches, inserted and manipulated within several design apps, together creating the final design. To be a legacy in the making, love’s ornate breadth by design!
P.S. The silhouette of someone dancing disco in the top image, picture that being my daughter, who loved 70’s music!
Real love, never mind over what matters. The right mindset, it’s a heart matter. Not about what the mind rather, but, the heart not leaving love in tatters. The right mindset, the heart making room, never letting the mind presume, that it’s what has love’s ear. A heart in fear, making the wrong decision. An indifferent mindset, swayed by attitude, the reciting of meaningless platitudes. The disregarding, the heart’s holistic aptitude, which gives breadth to the soul’s altitude. Food for thought, never to engage the heart in part, every thought taken captive. How, it becomes heart to heart from the start. Sweet-heart’s, love within one’s soul making the mundane, darling in its expression. Every heart, not always on the same page, intellectually, may not be in tune, vocally. Not always in sync, inherently, but that doesn’t mean, souls can’t be in harmony, wholeheartedly. We, don’t have to be deeply entwined, indubitably, don’t have to become like minded, necessarily. To make it possible, for love to be in one accord, faithfully. Heart on the level, its mindset perceived through the lens of love’s perspective. In every season, having its proverbial heart-set, right!
Does, your soul feel like it’s being chased, does your heart race with haste? It’s love’s woo in pursuit. Like that of the sun’s radiance, love has an intrinsic glow, with just a smile, it shows its hue. Like that of a deep river, deeply it flows, soothing one’s woes. Like a moving song, it sways the soul, effortlessly, dances with the heart, endlessly. When, love becomes your heart’s purpose, deep down in your soul it becomes your source. Your constant, your axis, your oxygen, your confidence. Every season, the reason for living, for giving, for being… its breadth inside of you; it’s woo. Sometimes, one’s heart doesn’t even know it, that it’s being wooed. Love’s presence, waits in the shadows, for an opportunity, to woo you with its favor. When, your heart rate is elevated, your soul becomes elated, drowning in the depth of peace’s overflow. It’s possible, even now, at that very moment, it’s wooing you. Your heart, may not perceive it, until, you find yourself overwhelmed, by its relentless woo. It has nothing to prove, but yet love behooves, to be your heartfelt muse. It’s motivation, to win your heart, cultivate warmth, become the light in your spark. Its soliloquy, never in a Shakespearean verse, its nuances well diverse. Its love language, its quintessence, its woo motivated, by you!
So many, wanted to affirm my worth, but yet, never engaged my soul. My heart, only one dimension in being. They, didn’t have the means to marry, my heart and soul. What, makes the totality of every decision whole. Every, true investor knows, a lasting heartfelt plan, is never about the man, or what’s in his hand. Love’s heart to heart foundation, starts with the end in mind, the investment into love being sustainable. Love, in its most loving capacity, the trust built on sound advisory, does it speak volumes? Its finality, love so profitable, its benefits are financially sound. A love so priceless, silver and gold, lose its luster, in comparison. Love’s advice, never let your heart be miss led. It’s not what’s in your head, what lays gently on the bed; but, what transcends. Love, doesn’t have need of a best friend, it seeks a friend indeed. What, helps the heart heed, and lets the soul feed, on the sum of its goodness!
My consultee, wifey, for the he-man in me. Her loving investment, astutely advises this serious cat, to her I tip my hat. She’s a counselor to my heart, a gentle guide for my soul, a consultant to my hopes, a confidant to my dreams. Mutual interest, the fundamentals to love’s profitability. Life, the teacher every soul learns from. As for me, and my heart, love tutors my soul. Best advice, never reciprocate charitable love, through a legalistic lens, or it won’t therefore, become its holistic encounter. She, an aide to my soul, a helper to my heart. Her love’s so bold, never hesitating to inform my ego, you’ve been told. Her heart with no holds barred, her love never cold, never undersold. So, what supposed my heart to do, but fold; initiate dearest love, investing into my honey’s do, the due. Not try to fix her heart, but invest in her worth, love her unconditionally. And why not, when she is, forever will be. My heart’s, most trusted adviser!
A Love Story! 
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