Tag: love

Wednesday Proverb; At All Times!

Mediocre acts of kindness, could never be mistaken as real love, if the actions don’t portray wholehearted sincerity. Bold words may stand out, but if a heart is not open to receive. The mind perceives its boldness, but the closed off heart won’t receive, the deeper meaning. Love has a constant, its inner circumference. At its core, its intrinsic nature defines, won’t defy its own reality. If love depends, it will never transcend. At all times, love is! Its foundation, built to withstand, for it stands; the test of time. Love in kind, reciprocates in whole, but profoundly loses its meaning, if in part. Friendship is just, but a relationship must, be thus the quintessence. Every heart, has an open invitation to love invited. But, when the love is just words recited, the essence eludes the soul’s sense of being, pure. At no time, should there be any fear in love. At all times, love should be; nothing missing. A heart stingy with love, a soul, not yet enlightened, to love’s deep holistic remedy. To help heal wounds, in the receiver, as well the giver. Wholeness never becomes, without the journey taking place. Pure love, transparent in its entirety, refreshing in its simplicity. Even if just a measure, let it be a treasure. It’s within you, give it; at all times!

Love if just words, easily recited. Deep love is never taught, if the essence is not first known, then appreciated, becomes meaningless. Love allows its poetic nuances, when truly felt, become more than words!

“A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born in a time of adversity.” Proverbs‬ ‭17‬:‭17‬ ‭

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By design; Labor of Love!

Hard work and dedication is this; if you’re dedicated to work hard, life won’t become harder, than it needs to be. Love requires work, truth requires dedication. If, your heart is willing to love true, despite what you have to face. Surely, your soul will remain faithful to show love, regardless of what you have to go through!

Look at her, she’s a portrait, her love elevates my expression. Her heart a capture, my poetic muse; her worth will never pixilate. Splashes of my hue, could never enhance her inner beauty. It just lets her heart know, the texture of my love, with enough warmth to make the colors of her love vibrant. By design, when my soul inclines, the breadth of her love reclines, rest deeply on my heart. A love story, painted on the depth of my soul. My heart is whole, every heartbeat having a purpose. To tell the tale, but with every contemplation; love becomes a little more… breathtaking. Not because, it’s a beautiful portrait, but because it makes a profound difference, in the heart’s perception… of love!

In love, she was conceived; in life, her worth perceived. By design, her love was received; in death, in our hearts, she’s resting soundly. Love that permeates the soul, makes the heart whole!

In loving memory, WCR c/o Justinea Angelina Richards, Mar 9, 1990 to Mar 2, 2021

Wishing everyone, a wonderful Labour Day long weekend!

Wednesday Proverb; Moved to Action!

How, can someone truly know your heart, if your love doesn’t move… them beyond an expression. A soul comprehends, what transcends; time, space. Love reciprocates, love replicates, love doesn’t manipulate. Love mirrors, sees through the haze, never a faze, real love has a constant reflection. Even if, you’re in the fight of your life, love runs towards with confidence, it can make a difference. True love, won’t just leave an impression, it leaves its proverbial fingerprint, on the heart. To be the soul’s lasting evidence, love moved to action, touches the soul. Love doesn’t repel, doesn’t just react, but acts, for it’s compelled. Deep love if not specific, will never be profound. Love given without action, makes its truth irrelevant, if specificity given in part. Words spoken in love are never questioned, when the receiver knows, it’s coming from the heart. Love conveyed in general terms, leaves too much for interpretation. Love with intentional actions, will never make the heart’s intent, misunderstood. Love makes the heart race, not to become sight or sound, but so every heartbeat can be measured, as being purposeful. Love’s intrinsic nature, nuanced by its natural tendencies. In word, in deed, with truth. From the most beautiful place, deeply love is moved, to action!

“Let us not love with words or speech, but with actions and in truth.” 1 John 3:18

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Her!

Her heart, absolutely stunning, her love breathtaking. In her presence, words are never needed, her inner beauty speaks, profoundly. What’s that, milady; you want my love to come closer? You’ve already stolen my heart, but at last; my soul knew, that wouldn’t be enough. So, I pledged all my love. And now, my heart cries a perpetual river, and every day; it becomes another drowning, in the depth of love’s breathless ocean. My soul needs no interpreter, her love language is evident. In so many ways, her words sway, her love lays gently on my heart, like a beautiful flower. Her love is poetic, within the breadth of every whisper. My soul recites it, my heart narrates it as poetry. Her love, doesn’t portray a romance novel, it captivates you, leaves an impression; written on your heart, a real life love story. A Virtuous woman, noble thy love, worth fighting for. Her heart, doesn’t need a knight in shining armor, to blind her worth. Just a noble soul, reflective of a gallant heart, strengthened by her love. To know the color of her love, to feel the texture within her heart, captured by the portrait within her soul; her Nubian essence. Always, forever, playing an endless love song. And if, life gets in the middle; my heart will fight for this love, fight for us, thus; Her!

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You Shine!

Always thought, my eyes were open, but sometimes in love, the heart doesn’t always see. Profound love doesn’t blind, it enlightens. Even, when the day becomes clouded, my soul feels a little misty. My heart, waits for your love to shine. Standing tall, how my soul gets to see it all, how radiant your presence shines. A billion miles, could never eclipse the warmth in your existence. Knowing, not the same as being, captured by the beauty. My heart is illuminated, love bares my soul. Fear could never cast a shadow, your radiance leaves me with no doubts. Your shine, beyond what my words can articulate. The essence, leaves my heart elated, my soul breathless. My love, could search high and low, and all my heart would find. My love could never shine so bright, without an enlightened perception, love is a reflective light. I wouldn’t have a clue, how to see into the deepest part of my soul, if love didn’t shine on me. What can outshine, the moment a soul is left speechless? Why chase after rainbows, or ponder why the stars shine at night? Love, makes it all evident, love shines in the darkest moments. There’s nuances in the starlight, reflections glisten in the moonlight. I’m so taken, how love’s shine becomes so breathtaking; all because, I got to see, you shine!

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Wednesday Proverb; Overcoming!

A heart, focused on getting over the proverbial hump, will surely stumble. Looking back, not forward to what, becomes the soul’s encounter, the heart’s accomplishment. Persistent love, overcomes not because of will, but because of the desire, to act. Don’t, allow a bump in the road, to upend a glass half full perspective. Whether, you’re facing a mountain, or wading through quicksand. Don’t let the struggle be, believing you’re not an overcomer. Every heart, slips up from time to time. Overwhelmed, doesn’t mean overpowered. If we don’t allow our mind, to fall for the wrong kinds of thinking. The heart, will succeed with every conscious decision. A productive soul, turns it’s hope to the light, so the heart can be enlightened. In love’s tranquility, peace is found. Stress will never paralyze, a soul living in the moment, a heart not letting the day, steal your joy. You, don’t have to conquer every fear, for your heart to triumph over adversities. Adjusting your outlook, subdues anxiety. It’s not about mastering emotions, but engaging perception, your heart’s posture; overcoming!

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Love’s Tranquility!

In a state of being, love calms the heart, takes the soul, to a tranquil place. No contemplation needed, to let every breath be taken. In love’s embrace, the rush of the day gives way, to the essence within love’s serenity. In the stillness, in the quietness of soul, love sways you gently. In every dawn, love awakes your soul, with a gentle nudge. In love’s restfulness, silence is never deafening, the heart beats contently. Deep love is that serene place, where time stands still, where your heart knows love’s weightless gravity. Heartfelt contentment is found, in the ambiance of love’s breathless hue. Self-restraint evident, when love is the center within your being. Love’s quiet beauty, that profound perception. Where the heart knows, the soul does more than feel, it encounters the subtle sway, in humanity’s quintessential breadth; love’s tranquility!

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Attentive Love!

How, can love truly serve, if it’s not observant. How can kindness act, if not intentional. A heart distracted, misses an opportunity, for love to be profound. Fear sometimes, a lie without the breadth, to change the heart’s shapely posture. Attentive love, doesn’t need to be persuaded, to show what it’s made of. Love’s closeness, a heart paying close attention. Not for its own wants, but for someone else’s need. Attentive love, affective not just subjective. Attentive love, has an audience of one, but contemplative of many. One on one, doesn’t mean absence of intent. A mindful heart, leaves no one’s worth twisting in the wind. It’s focused, committed, driven; love’s quintessence on display. Attentive love, not easily overwhelmed, with its deepest breadth, will overcome. Thoughtful, kind, caring; watchful love is vigilant, gives its heart and soul. Accommodating, not through obligation, but with deep affection. Gallantly, real love doesn’t strive to be a hero, thrives because heroic love needs no reason, to be… Attentive!

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Mean Something!

If your heart is privileged, to be able live a lavished life, but your love not a symbol, of an intentional lifestyle; the love will mean nothing. If you’re able, to rub shoulders with the rich and famous, but your love still not enriched with kindness. How will that influence, benefit someone else’s life? Without giving back, some of love’s intrinsic nature, at best, it’s love devoid of its true meaning. At worst, make something come of its sway. Wealth of love, not about getting, but giving; having means nothing. Your words can go down in history, as profound, but if someone can’t understand, the content within the heart. Words become meaningless, without the context to provide it, something meaningful. If the heart doesn’t resonate love’s significance, the words will be void of its transcendent value. Love is not meant for sometimes, but all the time, regardless of the someone. If, love is not for everyone, then it’s not love, just something. For me and my heart, if love wasn’t for everyone, my love story would be meaningless. Nevertheless, feelings will never get between, how the love will unfold, the story told. My hope, everyone’s love can mean something, truly. Love could never be love, if from an empty place. Every heart wants to receive, but the best love, comes from the deepest place. Loving that’s true, doesn’t weigh if it’s convenient, but acts knowing the inconvenient, doesn’t weigh what’s possible. We should never be too indifferent, to not show your heart, to someone’s need. Life loses its true meaning, if someone else’s humanity, becomes less than. If we’re not moved, when love presents your heart, with a moving scene. How can your love truly say, your compassion is for everyone? Without love, it all means nothing. We all have it within, to make our love, mean Something!

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The Breadth in Her Soul!

The breadth in her love, a divine imagery, a portrait of heart and soul. Her tears, deepens her faith, her hope, strengthens her resolve. Wounds heal, time reveals, how a strong woman, overcomes. Despite her flaws, her breadth is undeniable. Elevated love, expanded heart. The extent of her love, reaches. To let the soul take hold, your love be emboldened; make known her quintessence. The depth of her love, deepens, profoundly. The life felt in her bones, know the depth in her soul. To know it, for her to let it; the spirit of her love, hover the deep places of her humanity. Down in her soul, her love moves, entrenches her being; encompassing her worth. Her wants, her needs, desires released, her essence unmasked. Within her deepest breath, a pause, the exhale; her heartfelt expressions. Her quiet beauty, eclipsed by her gentle soul; love personified. Her heart beats gracefully, her love given completely. The art of becoming, the portrait of her being displayed; the breadth in her soul!

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