As it is, the here, and the now. In this moment, in such a time. Let not your heart be swayed, when the day brings a darkened hour. Even though, therein lies the heart of love. What was, what is; what needs to still be, your soul can find rest in thee. Hope, was made to be found. Look in the horizon, look underneath every breath. Look deep within, to know the true, I AM. Even in a time as such, the dance of love can do so much. You don’t need to strike up the band, to raise a hallelujah. To let the world know, on a solid rock you stand. Let the darkness know, you have a light; shining through a radiant being. For when the things of earth, grow strangely dim; heaven will be the everlasting afterglow. In the stillness, within quietness of soul; no heartache, no pain. As it is, may hearts not be clouded, by what may come to cast shadows. May we forever lay our fears, to find your love laid down, waiting for every soul to have. A heart finding peace, a soul knowing nothing else… but jubilee. As it is, let this place be where sickness bows. As it is, let restored hope be unprecedented. As it is, may shouts of praise abound. Resound, breathtakingly like an angelic song. As it is, let words be true; and the word of truth be fulfilled. Though we don’t yet see, may it be hearts with the confidence to believe; Your Kingdom has come. Heart unveiled, to see the glory revealed. As we are, may we come humbled. As we become, may we truly be grateful. As You find us, may Your love find a soul faithful… at Your heart. In the ending, every knee the bow, and every tongue the confession. Oh, Lord; Your love will be the forever reign. On the earth, As It is… in heaven. May it be so!
Hearts around the world, do you just live off the cuff? Do you just let the day, call your bluff? Every day seems the race, a heart trying not to feel overwhelmed; trying to keep the right pace. When the day, keeps begging your heart to quit. Don’t let it, stand your ground; stay in the race. Be a winner, winner; not the chicken, that gets eaten for dinner. The real love for life, will forever be a winding marathon. The journey, just trying get through the sands of time. Will require hard work, dedication, and true grit. Once around the track, only gets you so far. Every day, let your heart do it again. Every heart has the stamina, to go beyond what seems the limit. Oh hearts, taking it slow is okay; just, never stop. A race, will truly test your endurance. Why everyday, you have to mentally prepare to go the distance. To no one else, will ever have to prove yourself. But yet, some days it will be a sprint to the finish line. Run your own race, and please stay in your lane. Jump over every hurdle, that tries to get in your way. Keep focus, don’t let distractions trip you up. Kick down the barriers if you must, and keep on going. Even if you fall, you will never be disqualified. Forever let your heart still be in it, to win in it; life!
Heart, around the world; every day’s a choice, for a time such as this. Look up, and everyday keep looking up. Before you know it, you will have cleared the bar… set before you. Don’t lower your expectations, just to please someone else. You can never truly stand out, without first knowing how to stand up… for what you truly believe. Don’t make life, be about how you measured up; but how chose to persevered. Around every bend, will be a better day; in the true becoming! Take the long jump, over every fear trying to hold you back. Stretch your faith, conquer what is just a passing shadow. Oh hearts, life have so many obstacles. Challenges, that we all have to intentionally overcome. Just know, the heart will forever be; the hardest working muscle in the body. In knowing your true embodiment, gives everyday another opportunity, to check your true form. Life, will never be about how well you know to posture. Sometimes, your back will surely be up against the wall. But that’s when, you turn the corner, and take an even greater leap of faith; the test, of your character. When life comes to test your resolve, display you know what’s true height, length, and breadth. Don’t be afraid of commitment, by taking that deeper dive. Sink or swim, two choices for sure. When entering deeper waters, show you know how to flip… the script. Do the backstroke, like a faith filled superstar. Show that you have the heart, looking like a graceful butterfly!
Some days, the heart competes; as a struggling weightlifter. A soul pressing, but a heart not feeling the weight ever being lifted. My friend, every weight can truly be lifted. When you don’t see the burden, greater than…. what even a prayer can forever change. Get it off your chest, seek and find the love; the heart of the burden bearer. Love, never let it be just a sport. A mixed up form, of holistic gymnastics. Authenticity, how love in a heart truly soars, to another level. After every season, showcased is a heart truly tested. Every battle scar, they shall surely fade. But always be mindful, that the battlefield; can wage another war on the mind. When, a heart becomes too distracted. Even though, it’s your own well tucked away baggage. Don’t let life, drag your heart around, from place to place. Throw away, what’s not a true need. To be forever replaced, with an enlightened perspective. Don’t think too highly, or put your heart on a pedestal. It’s okay, to let someone else in need be first. The worlds greatest, just a title worn… out. A title will never truly matter, when it comes to matters of the heart. With all of the obstacles, life relentlessly brings the test your resolve. Take heart, in knowing that there’s a true path, to victory!
Special Lady, l vividly remember, the moment; the day your love bumped into my heart. You boldly stepped to me, and stunningly; my heart never backed off. That was the day girl, your love and my heart; started an intense tango, the dance of a lifetime. Girl, when we met; you were a true Tomboy at heart. A jungle gym, had nothing on you. Our love playground, two hearts still waiting to exhale. Fly girl, you definitely showed me your moves. The sweet dance of a butterfly, trying to catch a tiger by the tail. This serious Kat, wasn’t always having that. A gentleman, you can trust and believe that. Every day, a tip the hat. Sugarplum, honey bun; loving you, will never be dumb. Forever, kicking it; together until, every breath is done. Even when, I catch a glimpse of how you roll, with those ebony eyes. Sometimes, there’s a hit and miss. Life’s not a forever bliss, but why should that stop a heart… to Reminisce!
Woman, so beautifully you befriended my heart. Profound became the sound, when bended knee hit the ground. Caribbean Queen, nuff respect do; to Fi Mi Island Girl. Pop the collar, sometimes living off the cuff. Marriage is Tuff, but encompassed by such wonderful stuff. Milady, your love came from royalty. A heart forever crowned, with pieces my heart. Nothing has changed, you still don’t have to be scared; to keep my love close to your heart. Girl, you still have the key. Woman, bat those eyes. I still don’t mind, the sometimes drive me crazy down this road… life. Love, forever the give, and the take. Hearts with true elasticity, are tested to know the love will truly last. Woman, you had me from the start of our slow jam. The moment my heart looked, into a grace-filled soul; an angel in disguise. Rockabye, my heart won’t you baby; your love’s still such a rock, sweet lady. A Rock, a reflection of the bright Star. Thirsty plus year, gives a heart much to reflect on; to Reminisce!
A forever stroll, down memory lane. Sometimes, a tip toeing through the dandelion. Sometimes, we found the violets swaying… to the blues. To smell the sweet scent of a rose, a heart has to know how to embrace. The recollections of what has already passed, to truly appreciate, what’s still to come. So, whisper in my ear, don’t hesitate to let my heart know; what your heart still needs it to hear. Just whisper it softly, unless you’re deliberately trying to blow my mind. Just know this, you will never get your heart back. Like I told you then, your heart will be my forever. Even when, the days are forecasted to be a bit dark. I will still see your heart, filled with a love always shining. A thousand years from now, I know what my heart will surely be doing. Sharing another Story, and Reminisce!
Laid back, a soul trying to know the true breadth. Every day, a heart kicking it with You. Forever, going to rock it like this. Rock away, the funk; grooving within the loving embrace. It doesn’t matter, how well I know to rhyme; if the love doesn’t flow, every time. Any heart can keep a rhythm, but the soul needs to know the time. I’m going to walk it, the same way I talk it. The Walk, the Man; back in the 80’s, when this boy met the Man. I’m an 80’s teen, trying to be so fresh, and so clean clean… shaven. Glory bound, to heaven. I’m not ashamed, to forever kick it like this. For I will never Diss, living this Bliss. Rocking to love, means whenever you get a Diss; you let the come back be this. Words, that feels more like a loving Kiss. Get on the love train, This; please don’t let your heart Miss. Love, how I’m able to rock it like this. Bad vibes, will never ever be in this place; heart and soul. Kicking back, long gone are the days of 8-Tack. It can’t be summed up, with just having Swag; it will never be just an Hashtag. True love needs to be, where you forever plant your Flag. The right Vernacular, shows how love can be truly Spectacular!
True love, about keeping it real, no matter how you feel. Good vibes, showing the real deal; rhythmically in tune heartstrings. Every day, kick it like that. Tip the Hat, never let the love go Flat. Rat-ta-tat-tat, take it from this Serious Kat. There’s no topping, absolutely no stopping. The resounding beat of love, that keeps the head bopping. The soul rocking, the heart jumping. Love, not lived by the Hype; the love looking like a Type… O. Love is not lived Frantic, the love truly Authentic. Kick it like this; let the heart groove, to the good vibration. The love moved, by the sweet sensation. Rocking it, to the right rhythm; takes work, and time. Even though True, you can’t avoid the occasional singing the blues. Don’t dwell on negative thoughts, just the heartfelt positive vibes. Love, truly a distinctive feeling. Sensed true when, it’s not just about what you say; but what the actions can convey, and what becomes the sway. A good lasting vibe, about setting the right atmosphere. By turning down all the amped up emotions, to let the mood be a soothing time; hearts in twine. A heart kicking it, and the soul loving it. Love, the lyrical spoken rhyme; coming through this heart of mine. A heart Kicking it, a soul feeling so; Laid back!
The void a state, but the emptiness not without absence; the fullness surrounds. Breadth cannot be touched, but a presence can be felt. We can avoid this, even some of that. But yet, you can never evade; what is, and forever will be. When a void in love becomes apparent, the instinct is to bridge the gap; between heart and soul. But, without the being is within the agape. Therein, will still lie the emptiness. In a space, and in time. Where so many pin their hopes, while avoiding the truth. Space is irrelevant, when time is predicated, on the peripheral. Only a change in perspective, a connection to what is true. The change, a heart will not attempt to avoid. A barren wasteland, what becomes a soul feeling unfulfilled; lacking a substantive inner peace. The world desperately needs, what so many hearts try hard to evade. But, there’s no evading, truth with no erasing; to make a soul profoundly elated!
When you’ve found forever at rest, in that truly; there’s no more debating. No one, can ever steal your love, your joy, your hope, your peace, your faith; without you choosing to give it. When lack is wisdom, and discernment; power is therefore given, not taken. Sometimes, we’re drawn into a bad situation; thinking it will fill a vacancy. No chasm, can truly be filled. When a soul doesn’t truly understand, the purpose for breath. Someone, can call you useless; say your value worthless. But, without you giving that power over the truth. The words, are completely empty; non-binding. In life, there’s always something that can be gleaned. So, therefore; why let your soul toe, what just outlines the abyss? When your heart can know, endless the state. Even though the fall, a heart is never trapped. Love is not just an escape, it’s a soul living in the contentment; a heart knowing the bliss!
We can believe, something is invalid; but that doesn’t make the truth within, null and void. We can deny the truth of God’s love, but the promises; not rescinded. You don’t have to be a philosopher, to understand thoughts are based on a certain philosophy. Thinking nothing missing, doesn’t mean something isn’t broken. Whatever you believe to be the void, just a mind in a state. In the spirit, in the realm of being; transformed. Every void has breadth, every void can be filled; with the true meaning of love, God. You can try to avoid, but there’s no way to evade. In the end, there will be the Cross, the Road. No Sway, Jesus is the only Way; to fill the void!
Why, should I ever have to defend my heart. To someone who just doesn’t understand, the extent of how much Your love means? They can’t see, how can they ever know; how much Your love has transformed my soul. Your love is the truest love, my heart has ever known. So therefore, why; would I ever deny You my heart, and soul? When You, have never once wanted to ever deny me… Your love. The very reason why, I pledged to You, my love… forever. My heart, I give freely; the love within truly. From the rising of the sun, the going down of the same. Your love is the presence that hovers, completely, oh how it covers. I will forever defend my position, no one will my heart ever have to petition. My heart, doesn’t have to defend Your name, or Your honor. Just proclaim, the love will be wavered; come what May!
This love, the only love that will truly get this get me; forever my heart and soul. A love willing to die for you, will forever be a love entitle; the undisputed, lover of my soul. My heart, will unapologetically defend this stance. For a love given no boundaries, gives back to your heart the true freedom; to become a love so much deeper. True love, not about breaking down defenses. That only causes the soul, to build up restrictive barriers. Love is meant to strength, that’s how you fight the battles. Let the love within, become your defender… of the truth. Not just let it surround your heart, but become the fortress… for your soul. The love of things, forever meaningless. Knowing nothing can truly compare, ever come between. A love that will forever Defend, your heart and soul!
Having a vision, seeing through a renewed perspective; what changes how you view your world. Seeing clearly, what broadens the horizon. Feeling trapped, doesn’t have to mean; a heart feeling there’s no where to turn. In every situation, there will always a solution. Don’t, be afraid to dream; keep the dream alive. Don’t be afraid, to face the world. Against all odds, the day can still be victorious; if you truly believe. Even within the darkest night, light comes at the dawn. Even when the rain falls, tears don’t mean you’re losing the fight. A green grass can turn brown, and a frown becomes clouded doubts. But, after a little rain. On the other side of what falls, a soul can again see feeling refreshed. For, the sun will shine again. And the grass beginning to look, so much greener. So, be encouraged; be an encouragement. Keep inspiring, be an inspiration. You never know who needs you, to be profoundly inspired? Why, you never stop believing; Never Give Up!
Eery victory, comes in time; but it’s the moment, that will define your resilience. Work hard today, and there will surely be a change. Tomorrow gets easier, when today is a heart willing to persevere. Who can say, you can’t fly? Who can say, you can’t soar to new heights? The air they breathe, will never give your faith wings. Every step you take, you get closer to your destination. Even when, the day doesn’t make sense. Even when, the season becomes a bit chilling; the day can still, produce an awesome breeze. In all that life makes known, fulfillment is revealed; through a divine purpose. Quiet your soul, steady your heart. You just might hear, a whisper in the wind; heard within the stillness. All you need; courage now, hope later; faith always. Persevere the beauty of life, alive within your heart. The answer, to solving a mystery? Not found in seeing, the completed puzzle. But in the pieces you chose, to pick up and use; to complete the picture you needed to see. The key, to unlocking understanding; found in the source where, true wisdom is discovered. Even if you lose your way, hope is never lost. Sometimes, life has stumbling blocks. Sometimes, barriers are just to test your heart. Deep inside, where true strength is found. So, Never Give Up!
Song Excerpt: Don’t give up, every victory comes in time. Work today, to change tomorrow; it gets easier. Who’s to say, that you can’t fly? Every step you take, you get closer to your destination!”
– This song inspired, is a song released in 2001 by Yolanda Adams. An American gospel singer, record producer, actress, and host of her own nationally syndicated morning gospel show. She has sold nearly 10 million albums worldwide. Hope this was a blessing!
When the pushing, becomes a constant tugging; the heart feeling the resistance, that’s so compelling. When the question becomes the thought; just let it go, or fight the resistance. It’s a battle, the warfare not the natural. This I know, why the fight must be; until the day becomes, a breakthrough. Resilience is fortified, in the refusal to accept; the love will never be. Complaisant with the status quo, will forever be my resistance. Comply, not I, oh my; heart will put up a resistance. To never let hope, be led astray. So many hearts are lost, but for those who have been found. Don’t ever surrender the faith, that a resistant will; won’t turn around, work out in your favor. Doors open, but not if the resistance is to knock, down the barrier that block the love. The willingness, to not accept defeat. Means the fight becomes yet another day, to be the overcomer. When love hurts, I too have to resist the desire. To not let retaliation be, the unlikely suspect. Even though, every rose has thorns. There’s still much beauty, within the smallest love given. There’s always a new season, where even the toughest resistance; yields a cherished bloom!
Yes, how can a heart not be affected, by the resistance? How can a soul, not feel weary; when the battles are fierce? But, resisting the urge to give up; will compel the victory. 20/20, so many had a vision; believing this year was to be; a heart seeing with new clarity. Only for it to be the soul, needing to be enlightened. How much resistance, became hearts in need of a perspective change. The awakening, to the reality; do we clearly see God in the midst, or a moment to simply further the resistance… to His will. It’s so hard to change a mind, when the heart is still resisting being changed. Within the brokenness, love still is. What needs to be the resistance, believing love is not what needs to be the embrace. It doesn’t matter, how much resistance. Futile will forever be the notion, that love is not the foundation; that strengthened faith in every tomorrow. Choosing to love, in spite of; will always be a choice. Even though there’s resistance, may the love forever be… knowing deeply loved!
My soul, is so conflicted. My heart is in love, with two facets of Your love; the rhythm, and the rhyme. The rhythm of Your heart, absolutely moving; and Your love so groovy it resounds, it echoes deeply. Every beat within my heart, moves to a rhythm; Your love is the song. The depth, so profound; the strength of the love, has a distinct sound. It’s so so good, so soothing… to me. I adore the systematic pattern, and the flow. Every single pulsation, excites every sense; to know nothing will ever compare. Every sensation, Your love felt deeply… in heart and soul. The rhythm, propels my heart closer, so much closer to You. A love so moving, my heart just can’t seem to stop dancing to the rhythm; the breadth within each heartbeat. I’ve got the rhythm, a melody rooted with such deep African rhyme. But this first breath I take, much more about the Rhythm; not yet about, how profound the Rhyme!
The rhythm of Your love, has such a measured flow… within words; flowing endlessly, from the depth of Your heart. You don’t even need to speak words, love is in the air, moving upon the wind; in the lights, the love hovers. Overwhelmed becomes a soul, trying to process such deep feelings. Is it the rhythm, that makes the love so moving, or the rhyme that makes it so divine? Just trying to compose myself, becomes a heart so eloquently moved. The love expressed in verbatim, the rhythm in the being… profoundly mused. Love spoken, in such a soothing poetic tone. A sequential rhythm, the rhyme with a poetic meaning; Poetry, and the eMotion. The sweet metrical rhythm, moving heart to know a graceful release. I’m absolutely sure, the rhythmic movement would be a soul so breathless; a heart utterly speechless. The rhythm is moving, but the love within; what makes the rhyme, so Amazing!
Depth, what the love is; breath, what the love takes. A love that makes you forget thoughts, a heart lost in the swept away. A soul captivated wondering, how can a heart be so moved… effortlessly. Love into words, how a poetic love is truly articulated. DJ, stop the beat; if every heartbeat becomes a soul, no longer moved by the undying love. For my heart truly knows, without the love being deep down. The rhythm, and the rhyme; just words, without the truest meaning. Can my words, ever move Your heart; the way Your love continually moves my soul? Could my heart ever think of a rhyme, that could adequately describe. How the light emanates, through the warmth of the love? Within a simple rhyme, the rhythm of Your love is the verb; that gives the simplest verse meaning. To depict a mere fraction of Your love, my words could never truly… come close!
Twinkle, twinkle; Your love is in the cluster, in every little star. Every twinkle of Your love, making my heart cry. Oh, how I never have to wonder; where, oh where You truly are? All up above, hope forever shining as my northern star. Hovering above my soul, the love shimmering in my heart what You are. Twinkle, twinkle; the bright morning star. I don’t wish that I may, Your love is the might; the power used to fight the darkest night. Move to the center, don’t let my words be just meaningless banter. Twinkle, twinkle, the beauty of Your love is truly a wonder. Deep within my heart, Your love will live on and on. Forevermore, Your love will be the rhythm, and the rhyme. Truly, until the end of the time!
Why we do the things we do, why do we forge a new alliance; fortify, what do don’t want to crumble? Why, are we willing to take the heat; even go through the fire? Why are we so eager, to hammer out problems? Iron, sharpens iron; but, it’s so much more than that. Why do we create, why are we so creative? A relationship is formed, when we tap into what we see… already created. Why do we work so hard, trying to be our best; inspire, want to be inspired? Why is a random act, kindness seen as something worthwhile pursuing? Why do we build up, believe we can construct a brighter tomorrow; through every season, still see a new horizon? A labor of love, not just something you put together. It’s something established, through the willingness to do; and the enjoyment revealed, from what has been created. Why do we feel the need, to help the less fortunate? It’s not about being lucky, but being truly intentional. Why do we tend, to cast caution to the wind? Why do we continuously cast off, to make every new day an adventure; A Labor of Love!
Why does a mother give birth, again and again; even when what’s birthed, a life with so much pain? Why does a woman sacrifice, so much for the family; when what has been created, becomes a life falling apart? Why does a heart pursue, a passion and dreams; even when the road is so winding? Why does a man in the pursuit of happiness, stumble and fall; but yet still determined, to be the best husband and father possible? Why does someone show up every day, to accomplish the task at hand; when it can all turn into another hard day, feeling unaccomplished? A bond, not because the glue is crazy; but because the labor put in, love being the result. True love, means the participation. Why do we mold our hearts, fashion our resolve to fit; into a complexity? Love, it’s all starts with the want to create. To behold what has been created, through truly loving the creation. The form every heart wants model, shaped by desperately needing to know; the love of the creator. Making something, out of nothing; will never be evident, through a state of being… anecdotal. To produce an outcome, to truly have something turn out to be, the evidence of what’s not yet seen; therein has to be the undisputed, A Labor of Love!
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