Colourful moments lensed Moments that lens its muse
Without being asked, Why; its perspective does sway, making the heart’s perception seeing vibrancy of its ways.
Without being told, When; instinctively nevertheless, its intuitive hue leaves the heart profoundly breathless.
Without saying, Where; its presence indicative of its nature. Regardless of what you believe or comprehend; its existence more than a trend, to the last fall defend.
Without saying Who, yet attributes its beauty to the One. Its natural beauty, its evocative brilliance, its ornate depth, its vibrant richness.
Inevitability’s What, picturesque due of autumn’s dazzling muse, colorful leaves draped in irrevocable change. Time’s calling, season’s falling, captivating your gaze with its breathtaking ways; irrespective of momentary haze, life a continuum of predestined change!
*** Some pictures my heart captured during this autumn season! ***
When all’s stripped away, it bares your soul, leaves your heart forever exposed. Within elements, sentiment, unwavering evidence. Its convincing breadth, transcendent depth, love breathlessly moving your will, spilling of you its overflowing well. What love is, not the same as what it’s meant to become, deeper. What its essence reveals, its meaning can’t conceal, its truth never repealed. Realization my soul has come to know, my heart still perpetually needing; an encounter. Sometimes, the plan isn’t always to get so deep; yet nevertheless, place my heart needed to be. Love could never take one’s breath, encounter not significant, beyond the exhale. Love’s compelling nudge moving the heart with engaging presence. Love doesn’t bump into you seemingly, to becoming heartfelt, you pursuit it vigorously, to be deeply felt. Heart and soul, captured by its cascading stream, drowning breathless deeper it seems. In the stillness, floods the moment, love’s profound encounter!
My little ballerina, four foot eleven she, but her posture by design, of a heart gracefully divine. Her toes curled, her spirit twirled, her heart a dazzling pearl. Through the ups and downs, like endearing hearts that danced with life, her perseverance answered the call. With every stretch of imagination, with every rise and fall, hopes and dreams befall. Her tendu stretched, chassé motioned, arabesque extended; développé developed, jeté leaping bounds. Her love pointed, her soul glided, confidence rising; her heart chasing butterflies. Within the stages of life, her heart lit up the room, her soul danced heavenly. The highest point of life, one’s innermost reaching its most elevated potential. My little ballerina, even though her twirl no longer this world, within my heart her love still dances. Within heaven’s gates her soulful prance does enhance. No one to judge her light, she’s dancing with the stars!
Within Love’s Reign
Caught within its rapture, heart and soul drenched by its essence. Heart to heart, hand in hand; sing, dancing within love’s reign. Every breath held tight, the moment feeling right; love’s breathtaking reign, drowning your innermost within a deep river. Love’s reign befalling the heart, its gentle dew lingers within plain sight; a soul bared breathless for all to see, your heart has been throughly saturated, within the reigning depth of love’s cascading hue!
*** By design, a collaboration of my late daughter’s spirit and my soul, giving my heart inspiration to create these designs. Each design, pieces of different elements woven together; pictures, drawings, paint swatches, inserted and manipulated within several design apps, together creating the final design. A legacy in the making, love’s ornate breadth by design! ***
Never, do I ever want to see the day; love’s enlightened vision loses sight, every horizon portrays its luminous light. Why should any soul give up the fight, ever let its heart not beat with all its might? Life’s ornate breadth taken in through proverbial eyes only, one’s heart never opened up wide enough to realize, intuitively love also expands the depth within one’s soul. Why we should never allow doubts to creep, from within love should organically seep. All hearts are not quintessentially deep, but never-ever underestimate how significant a role your love should play. Love painted from the heart, never tainted by an insignificant brush. Moments can make life feel rushed, awkward moments can make a soul blush; but never would the essence of love’s gentleness fail to make a grieved heart hush. True love hurts never, holds you close what-ever, deeply loves for-ever. Even, when cascading rain leaves eyes misted, even within the midst love’s persuading reign never remiss, to soothe heartfelt with its endearing kiss. Never, should anyone ever let its heart drift from a peaceful sure, unless it’s to drown breathless in love’s deepest ocean. Love is a life preserver; moreover, will never be a confidence betrayer. Though clouds loom, time still leaves room for flowers to bloom. Question is, could any heart think its soul could ever live a fulfilling life, without love being its quintessential reason; Never, Ever!
Love grows nurtured, beginning with an intuitive seed, implanted deep within the depth of a prolific soul. Fertilized gracefully its vibrancy flourishes, watered faithfully throughout its essence blooms earnestly. Adequate detail given to its oxygenation, light seeming to glisten through its ornate breadth, its hue blossoming so profoundly. Rough edges pruned gently, soft tunes sway soul deeply. Color of love, so warm, so tender, a picture perfectly painted. Love anticipated, its devotion reciprocated. Heart elated, breath bated; intent sweetly stated. Naturally felt, perpetually grown, love’s effervescence bloom!
Being in awe, not of achievements, but strength of one’s determination. Knowing in the here and now, how life’s fullest realization, found within a heart and soul’s lifetime fulfillment. Unapologetic, chasing love’s every heartfelt revelation, obstacles overcome with vigorous dedication. Misplaced regrets serve only to distract, keep one’s mind fixated on the past that can’t be undone. When the focus should be, acknowledging what has passed, yet resolute in giving your all. Not worrying about every fall, but your heart ready to answer the call, stand confident freedom’s reign will befall. Moving forward, keeping vertical, energetically living your best life. Knowing, ambition never ambiguous, living intentionally never frivolous; living boldly, loving fiercely. At the end of every page another beginning, details revealing the story of your heart’s destiny. Forever and a day… at a time live, laugh, love; living breathless unapologetically!
Love has a persuasive tell, heartfelt intuitively the heart swell; every day, the soul needing its fill. The moment swaying to be still, the soul basking in the warmth of its presence, giving more than a momentary thrill, but so many perpetual chills. One’s heart provoked, overwhelmed tears gently spill. Love’s reign pouring at will, filling up the soul’s empty well; heart gripped by its breathtaking allure. Life’s sweet ambiance, scented with the richness of love’s deep lavender smell. At the watering spring, heart does its thing, fill the soul’s cup with love’s overflow. Indulged by its favor, outpouring of its essence savored. Streams of love, one’s soul dipped deeply in its well, becoming apparent its fountain of youth. Oh, please don’t get it twisted, deep love isn’t a wishing well, gives you so much more than ever wished. Pennies a day, love giving one’s heart capability to know, its most earnest price requires one’s soul to be profoundly willing; to give even what seems insignificant. Tell me, is there a well within your soul, or a gaping whole within your heart? Even if so, dig a little deeper, love’s quintessence of heart and soul’s well keeper. So many put the proverbial cart before the horse, then wonder why the moment never leads you to love’s enlightened sure. Place in your heart, where love’s intuitive breadth becomes one’s innermost drowning breathlessly. Yet knowing well, love’s deepest meaning isn’t what it spells, but what the gauge of it tells. Love’s most sweetest nectar, found dipping one’s heart in its sappy well, one’s soul deeply saturated within. Of its sweetened hopes, of sweet dreams, honeyed love tethered to sweetest of hearts!
Love’s ethos, a soul giving the best of its thoughts, its warmth, its time, its compassion. Its most endearing heartbeat with echoes of its uplifting verse, emitting the most beautiful parts of its innermost life force. A moody light, still a reflection of a heart’s ambiance, revealing the most luminous breadth of love’s deepest desire. Spirit to spirit, heart to heart; the climate of our hopes profoundly shifting the culture, manifestation of sustainable dreams. Where breath isn’t the art of just breathing, but tapestry released of love’s most intuitive exhale, without fail, of verbs that will never flail. Love’s prevailing tendency, of every soul’s dependency, fortifying every heart’s positive independency. Where character matters, its essence doesn’t rather, its tenor deeply pleased to do on to others. Love’s influential characteristics displayed, its actions playing a quintessential role. Life’s principled aspirations, tethered to love’s sublime goodness, its delightful encounter; heart and soul knowing the divine nature of its most endearing ethos!
Moments in life can truly only blow your mind, if from the heart what needs to be said allows the silence to become deafening. Within the quietness, soul exhales its deepest breadth, becoming the heart’s greatest triumph, the echo of love’s timeless beauty. In between the quietest spaces, one’s soul finds its greatest breath, in the most peaceful places. Where, fear trembles in love’s presence, humbled in silence. When love speaks, anxiety becomes speechless, in awe of love’s boldness. In its hush, the soul breathes out its most heartfelt expression. Knowing, in the heart’s moment of silence, its restless soul strikes a cord, its poetic moments no longer silenced. Silence personified, its stillness amplified, quintessence recognized. In an absence of sound, a resolute peace pierces the silence. They say, the years have a way of sneaking up on you, but only if you allow them to be silent years; heart and soul not intentional with its every breath. With every silent prayer, years will surely hold their peace. Hearing the silencing sound of your soul’s roar, resoundingly thunder day after day!
The confidence, the incredible resilience, every gaze held with the sheer strength of your posture. How do you do it, see into me with such piercing hope? Tell it to my heart, how did you break down fortified walls, again and again? The intuitive way so much is accomplished, seeming with just a single breath, must surely be a superpower. How, do I ever explain it to my soul, how time fades for a heart feeling captured, within the arms of an incandescent force. Yet, within the depth of an insulated fortress, that place, this space, my soul. Vulnerability and its cryptic sway, inhibitions kept at bay, profound sincerity released in a tangible way. Irrevocably heartfelt breadth walks a mile, understanding every breath does reconcile. Knowing, inevitably every exhale becomes more than what exists within a heart, but what within a soul transcends momentary bliss. When a crimson heart stands tall, monumental becomes the fall, into the deep ocean’s call. Hence, no pretense, just the consequential evidence. Superwoman, your heart reveals its radiance, and if your love is cape-able to do all this; how can this mere man’s love, not empowered to become? Why, would my soul ever believe my love could be powerless; its inalienable breath being of my cape… ability? More than words, but of love’s endearing might, its light coursing through the breadth of my humanity!
A Love Story! 
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