Tag: love

Living Enlightened!

Enlightened living, heart and soul daily exercising healthy love. Stimulated by life’s visual cues, emboldened by love’s conceptual muse. Laughter repelling periods of momentary gloom, with the compelling nature of love’s heartfelt light. One’s aura doesn’t need insight, for its perception be illuminating. Life gives adverse perspectives greater understanding, giving enlightenment of one’s frame of reference greater clarity. Whenever, one’s heart seems lost within the fog of life’s journey. Don’t allow your soul to recede into the darkness, enlightened hope steps into the light. Allowing one’s heart to become a lighthouse, shining ever so inspired, with a light so deeply moving. One’s soul doesn’t have to desire the spotlight, for its light be incandescent. The moment we look inward, we come to the realization that, empowerment radiates inside out. Heart and soul, rising up boldly to display its intrinsic potential. Exhaling the benevolent breadth of love, the beauty of its essence draped with overwhelming grace. Intentional living, knowing it’s not how one’s journey begins, but how revealing becomes the progression? How enlightened it sways, knowing along the way, love never counts the cost, giving insightful aid to the lost!

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Heart’s Resonance, its Lens-Scape! 

Of the heart’s lens, soul’s resonance realized, perspective captured within the peripheral of one’s cognizance. What doesn’t escape the heart’s perception, could never evade the landscape of the soul’s breathless viewpoint, love’s sublime beauty beckoning your innermost. The sun, the moon, the stars, the heavens not of a galactic afar; reached tangible, within the contemplation of our optic succession. Flowers bloom, but yet leave room so one’s heart, can bask in the enlightened hue of life’s wondrous treasures. The poetic moments that won’t escape, but become a heart’s-scape. What profoundly texturizes the soul, as its delight peers through the lens of a captivated heart. Heartfelt moments that define, love’s pastel petals so fine, through the lens of an artistic divine. Life’s intuitive collage, silencing chaos’ counterintuitive barrage. Leaving only love’s gaze, caught within the perceptive breadth of your soul’s breathtaking exhale!

*** This post, a collage of some of the photos my heart has captured this year with my phone, while traversing the downtown streets of my vibrant city, along with a poetic prose to give them a voice! Hope you enjoyed them!

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Living Breathlessly!

Whenever, love’s simplicity becomes a task monumental, its intuitive breadth is taken back, receding to a place of irrelevancy. Love’s breathless living, its organic quintessence unapologetically exhaling, the beautiful extent of love’s irrevocable life force!

Why, should your deepest breath simply tread along the surface, when submerged deep within love’s ocean, where your soul’s breadth fathoms its most profound living. Breathlessly drowning, captivated by the sheer essence of love’s ornate depth!

True love never ages, just becomes more beautiful aged. Time doesn’t change love’s texture, only deepens the breadth of its tapestry. Extracted daily to become love’s mosaic fabric, the intensified expression found within its breathless living!

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Before Words!

Before words, heart heard, humming ever so slowly, moved ever so deeply. Before words, love’s dawning, heart’s yawning; soul awakening. Before words, love fell, heart swell, emotions tell, lost in l.o.v.e’s spell. Before words, love falls silent, captivated speechless contemplation; time still in motionless progression. Before words an inkling, heart tingling, love over-thinking. Before words, love tours, heart pours, along breathless shores. Before words, stars align, love define, moment enlighten. Before words, captured moment, love’s unveiling story. Before words, the unbeknownst breadth, my heart’s beating; exposed!

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Quote Me; Inalienable Breadth!

A soul invokes its truest breadth, every day, letting the heart take a moment to breathe in God’s love. So, both heart and soul can exhale its inalienable grace! 

 A heart immersed in love breathes inherently, knowing the divine nature of its breathless depth, your soul resting deep within its enabling breadth! 

Every heart becomes accustom, knowing the soul breathes intrinsically accustomed, to the empowering breadth of love’s sublime nature!

*** Go ahead, quote me; my heart’s intent, this would unapologetically provoke! ***

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Of its Blossoming Hue!

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Of how it perpetually fills, butterflies traversing heart’s tumbling thrills. Its hills alive, echoing the sound of love’s breathless melody. Mountains yielding one’s soul ever-rest, heart of a warrior doing its best. Never needing tip toe, just let faith conquer life’s unbeatable foe, with the strength of love’s poetic sway. Fear giving way, to the breadth of its glorious sublime, time after time. One’s joy nourishing, one’s confidence flourishing. Heart and soul relishing love’s nurturing need, never needing to act coy. Beautiful springs, cascading falls, flowing of love’s tranquil river. A sliver of its nature, flowery essence of its beauty. Picturesque lilies drenched in its substance, hovering deep places. Bellowing seas, blossoming trees, colored leaves, fragrant ever-needs, favorite things made of these. Fresh herbs, loving verbs, passionate nerds, love’s gentleness never left perturbed. Enveloped compassion, developed passion, love’s confident expression. Pathway to empowerment, illuminated journey way of encouragement, life’s paralleled gateway to enlightenment. Love gifts the soul, beauty wrapped in a bow, kept close to one’s heart. Treasured nuances of its meaning, love presenting itself as its most meaningful offering; muse of its blossoming hue! 

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Joy’s Unapologetic Confidence! 

Unapologetically, My Joy is so confident in knowing it’s okay to be endearingly vulnerable, laughing out loud. Joy does compel, won’t ever yell, has a distinct tell; the heart does swell, with every dip into the well. When I lay my soul down at night, Joy says lovely, sleep tight. So awaken my heart won’t lose sight, love emboldens overcoming might. In the morning, when I rise my soul wipes the sleep from my heart, and gaze upon love’s sublime beauty, my Joy. Oh my soul, can’t help but to kiss upon my delight, ever so tender. My heart, anticipating the moment to feel beautifully, Joy smiles with me. Love’s virtuous hue showing your soul so much warmth. In your darkest moment, Joy’s there hovering within the shadows, shining radiantly in the hollows, glistening in the peripheral of your heart like a shining star. Before my soul knows it, my heart runs to Joy’s embrace. When my heart feels lonely, my soul knows Joy only; profoundly enlightens the mood. Fear for tears, Joy saying; shout, let it all out. Let me take you by the heart, walk with you, talk with you. Love, oh love, quiet my heart, my soul needs Joy to know, I’m listening. For Joy’s small still whispers, in the stillness moment so breathless, that resonate endless. Joy saying, no time to feel hopeless, laughter’s echo timeless. Joy is unapologetic, won’t ever become a voiceless relic. Joy is so amazing, love’s smile that will assuredly transcends time and space! 

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Song Inspired; Home!

When I think of home, I don’t think of a place, without knowing love occupies a space. Deep within the crevices of my soul, love fills up the cavities, letting a heart feel at home. Tomorrow has a deceptive destination, the heart again and again finding out that it’s today, to again live free. If we’re not careful, we can find our well being in a place where brokenness takes up space, within the shape of one’s heart. Home, a place where palpably there’s an overflowing of love. Whenever the day becomes long and distracting, we wish to be at home, overwhelmed with its loving feeling. Wind makes tall grass bend, but in leaning, sway gives you its reason; warmth has a distinct season. When one’s soul longs to be home, one’s yearning enters into the space, where one’s heart can receive of love’s unbridled comfort. For in that moment without warning raindrops fall, and in its solace you feel of love’s reign, its sublime meaning. For the days that weigh heavily on your mind, mundane feelings trying to seep bitterly into your soul. In that moment, I know, know the where my thoughts end up being, of home. You see, if one’s heart isn’t careful, your mind can end up wandering between aimless spaces. A place where sometimes, living doesn’t feel like a brand new world, stepping out of your comfort zone. But yet the days, when step by step love’s journey is being confident, your heart living its best life. Knowing the intimate balance to live, love, laugh. Living encouraged of its seal, loving emboldened of its zeal, laughing persuaded that it’s real. The look inside one’s soul, the search of one’s heart, to see if there’s still room? Love and affection convincing time to slow down for just a moment, to allow your heart enough time to grow, heartily strengthened!

*** Whitney Houston’s version of the song “Home,” originated from the musical The Wiz, showcasing her vocal prowess and emotional depth. The song was famously performed on The Merv Griffin Show in 1983, marking a pivotal moment that introduced her to a wider audience. The lyrics of “Home” speak of longing for a place of love, peace, and belonging. Since 2018, and every year since, I’ve taken one of her songs and written a post on or near her birthday, to commemorate her life and legacy. ***

Home Video: https://images.app.goo.gl/YdCZTBgN83TMbSDP9

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Cultural Vibes!

Dearest Joy, DJ, run the riddim; sway my heart with the breadth of love’s sweet, sweet melody. DJ, the depth of your beat is so moving; simply groovy. Hey, DJ, the echo of your rhythm is extraordinary, so intoxicating. Stir it Up, my soul never left shaken, just my heart stirred. Oh DJ, the essence of your intimacy has a beautiful sound; its rhyme has no bounds. My soul could never deny, your sway my heart does prove, your rhythmic groove has deepened my muse, pleasure beyond a cultural vibe. DJ, you have the ticket to my heart, love’s progressive notion, swaying my heart and soul within its simplistic motion. Oh my soul, stop grooving and fall in line, my heart must always take the lead. What’s a groovy moment, if you can’t dig it; Get down on it, and Rock Away. Oh DJ, me love you long time, and my heart is Jammin; bubbling and rising up the top of one hundred. Run di track, play my heart some Jamdown anthem, bless up with ah little Caribbean style and flavor. DJ, don’t let my soul catch its breath, until my heart’s groovily free, able to frolic breathlessly. Let everybody get in ah di groove, give tribute to the land of Wood and water; of its rich natural beauty, blessed with God’s awesome splendor. DJ, coursing through my being, the rhythmic flow of its cultural vibes. Its joyous riddim cultivated in Jamaica’s breathtaking yonder, part of love’s groovy little island wonder!

After more than 300 hundred years of British colonial rule, Jamaica gained independence on August 6, 1962. The road to independence was long and hard, but with prominent and instrumental figures such as, Sir Alexander Bustamante, and Norman Manley, Jamaica gained its freedom for self-governance. In Jamaica, this date is celebrated as Independence Day, its national holiday!

*** Though, I’ve been living in Canada since the 70’s, I would be remiss not recognizing Jamaica’s independence, the land of my birth as something to be celebrated! ***

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Within the Contours!

Within the contours of my why, love’s divine meaning. Within the shape of my heart, the mosaic essence within love’s crimson hue. Within silhouette of my soul’s rhythmic significance, nuances of my love’s expression. Within the curves of my mind’s eye, the texturized reference of my love’s overarching context. Within the form of my being, the melodic nature of love’s perpetual breadth. Within profile of my poetic notion, my love’s deepest eMotion. Within the contoured beauty of love’s existence, the captivating grace of its purity, tracing the artistic character of my heart’s posture; contours of my why!

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