“Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking.” – Marcus Aurelius

LOVE INDEED

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No mystery that the key to Joy would be Love truly enjoyable,

Real Hearts on the Potters Table-

Moldable…

Humbly secure that their hearts remain pure with the intentions genuine…

What would this World be with true giving ruling humanity..?”

Sharing our time giving hands receiving the Master Givers Command.

Tend this field of Grace growing Hope until the fruits of diligent Dreams bloom.

Ripening in the Light of Everlasting Sun…

REJOICE!

EVEN THROUGH the Freezing barren waste of Winters Fury!

HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL…

WordPress Cheered me on to “KEEP THE STREAK GOING” I’m at 3 posts in a row…πŸ€” let’s see how long the flow continues… Here’s Day 4…

THE LAST SUMMERS’ DANCE

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A Sunlight Dance dancing in the final breeze of these Summer Dreams as we Fall towards a Winter freeze Let our Love be the Cliche and Warm us each day we Dance the Summer away reaching for the Love we found in the Heat of Day So passionately we share this breeze ending our Summer Loving this mingling of two hearts connected by one breeze caught on one end of Summers’ eve…

Your Victories are not only for you but just seeing someone overcome their obstacles springs the refreshing aroma of HOPE…

RELEASE ME!!!

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AHH

Screams from the past remind me of what I’m free of at last.

The gashes my heart took, roaming in the Dark-

LOOK“…

Looking for the doorway out of this internal Darkness,

AHH…”

The Screams!

Bouncing off of the Walls I built to enclose my Heart

In its cocoon-

This “Sheltered Venerability..,”

BUT NOW,

The healing has come, so where do these Screams originate from?

Hearing in the background seeing into the distance a door illuminates;

I’m engulfed with persistence to overcome all that has closed me IN!

THIS FEAR.

Will never again haunt me!

Suddenly the door swings open…

There are more closed doors beyond my own…”

I hear a Still Small Voice in the wind breath,

Now free Them...”

Be Your Best Self…πŸ€”

JUST BE ME..?

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Just be me is all my heart cries crying these emotions spilling heart drips…

Seeking for the answer to this amnesia…

πŸ€” HOW can I be me, when I’ve never known ME..?

Having been groomed to be shaped in a mold others wanted me to fit.

I lost grip of the strength in the Truth of Reality…

I can only be Me so let Me quiet the voices of the seeds of Others and their ambitions.

The PHOENIX has risen a NEW to burn True to Selves rewritten Life prescription:

LOVE every moment given; Live with every decision; RELAXπŸ€”; create the Life given to you, for you..,

DREAM…

The Sacrifice of a Friend…

COMPASSION

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Flowing free in my thoughts thrown up to the wind, to glide again.

Refreshed in one blessed breath taken

Last by the Sacrifice of Life and

Innocence, Love, and compassion.

They Slashed him, to split open his compassion pouring out freely

A blood, so pure it bleaches my scarlet Heart…

My solid Soul reaches for the sky

Gripping Eternity…

His Love!

LOVE itself healed Me…

Listening to my playlist, realizing that the artist and Songs I love exists here in my Memories of them…

Memories

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Old songs play nonstop.

On my playlist more found dead while their rhythms live on…

Repeating Prince, MJ, and 2PAC songs.

True fans assure your rhythm plays on.

Rest well pioneers of soul-felt songs.

We will always remember..,

You…

READY, SET-

GOOD-MORNINGπŸ˜ƒ

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I gasp-

In awe of this beautiful Today…

It has become so beautiful growing in appreciation gaining value by the Day.

How can I not say to this beautiful display…

“Thank You” to the Creator of this creation moving at a consistent vibration-

LIFE…

I study RAVENS gliding by in tandem announcing this Glorious becoming!

Of a Brand New Day-

“GOOD MORNING WORLD’

‘HERE I COME…”😎

(Verb) VISION- imagine

Vision…

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Prevailing over distractions which are intending to cause loss of traction.

Now it’s time to unmask them…

See “them” for what, “They” are drawing you in. Focusing your attention on shortening your extension into Vision…

You Try-

Trying to reach for the sweet fruit of Dreams…

A savory peach dripping with the intentions reserved just for you…

The goodness intended to overflow you, overrunning, spilling, gushing rushing over!

Pouring this rich refreshing flow into these seeds of good deeds sown…

But you must set your gaze to be drawn to the fresh taste from the fruits picked from this God-given redemption-

This field of Grace…

Let not impatience draw your gaze from the Sweet Taste of Life…

Everything in due season.

The Sweetest Fruit is bitter to the Palette;

Until its season has come,

“Let Patience have Her Perfect Work…”