When, you lay your heart down, face your soul, to the horizon. Beyond the stars, beyond the moonlight, beyond shadows of doubt, heaven is listening, to your every heartbeat. When words feel lost, faith can’t see past indifference. Rest your hope in this, the breadth of love, will meet you where you are. True love, knows the gravity, knows how to be your oxygen. When breathing isn’t so easy, in love’s divine embrace, living becomes easier, When, your heart can’t find the words, to love’s sublime melody, to make your soul sing. Look deep within yourself, love’s everlasting sound, plays within the void, throughout creation’s verse. To make every heart beat stronger, every captured hue, becomes love’s picturesque beauty. After giving it your all, and all your strength seems gone? Just know this, with all what your heart will have to go through, don’t lose hope. To get to the other side, is to go through. Storms will bring the rain, tears will cast its clouded sway. And even though, the sun hides behind a misty perception. Every darkened moment, will always give way to the dawn!

When it feels, like the levees are breaking, let the walls come down. After the mist dissipates, when the rain stops falling, and the clouds roll away; love’s light comes shining. And even if, your breath starts pleading, your soul still feels like it’s drowning, sinking to rise no more, love is the lifeline. If defeat starts calling, and it seems you’re losing the battle. Even if, the fight is just trying to keep it together, be strong. Hold on, don’t let go, hope is never lost. When you know, love is the pathway, that leads to happiness. When you’re hurting, when your heart is grieving, if your faith becomes disillusioned. That’s when, you look to love, to be your stronghold. Your peace in the midst of the storm, the anchor within the depths of your sorrow. One step at a time, one foot in front of the other, how the heart gets one step closer, to reclaim your victory. Isn’t it, just like love, to be that perfect point of view. To show, you’re stronger than you know. In the darkest times, look to the heavens, for that glimmer of hope. Love, will be the shining star, resonating within your heart, and soul!

I look to you, a song by the late, Whitney Houston. Every year for the last four, I’ve written a post for her birthday, with one of her songs in tribute. It was released in 2009, and was awarded the NAACP Image Award; for outstanding song. August 9, 1963, to February 11, 2012

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Life, has many pathways, some beautiful, some colorful, some purposeful, some profound. Some yellow brick, some fickle but; never give up. Some are enlightened, some darkened, some tree-lined, some defined, some rooted. Some pathways promising, some providing, some reflecting, some revealing, some winding. Some the way, some to make you stray, off love’s destined journey. The wide way, paved with wants. The narrow sway, paves love’s divine way. Some paths are for searching, some have you hoping, some for the knowing; the course, the action, for deep reflection. Future paths, sometimes disputable. Living life to its fullness, your worth becomes indisputable. The pathway to progress, the choices we make. Sometimes, the proverbial wrong path is chosen, but that doesn’t mean, your destiny; not predestined, for the getting. Along the path, get some wisdom, some understanding, but most of all, with all your getting; get your heart right…

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Sometimes, fear, says we need to cover up our flaws, hide them deep inside. Flaws, will never tell the story; what a heart has to overcome. The battles we face, fortifies our resolve. To put our flaws on notice, that they don’t define our worth. Words cuts deep, sometimes, but that’s the beauty with our scars. They don’t have the power, to change a heart’s posture, we show how beautiful we are… inside. As imperfect as they are, weakness can become strength, with a change in our perspective. Even if, no one can relate to unique quirks, in your imperfection. Denial, can’t change our humanity; the same red blooded river, flows through every beating heart. Sometimes, when we look in the mirror, reflection bares our insecurities. But, we don’t have to hate, the way it makes us feel. Flaws, will never make it easy to strive, but embracing them, helps the heart thrive, not just survive. Some hearts, think flaws derail everything, but only becomes something, if we give it power. Blemishes, shouldn’t be able to change anything, but our perception, a flawed definition of everything. Some days, we get a bit unsure, if flaws will humble, or make our sure crumble. Many rivers we cross, and sometimes, tears weigh on our heart. Making it that much harder, to get to the other side, of the ocean. You don’t, have to know how to walk on water. Just have enough faith, to believe there’s a sure, in the horizon. Flaws don’t make, so therefore don’t let it break, your enduring hope!

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