Category: Morning Inspirations

My Heart is heavy today With the many injustices and wrongful killings occurring World wide; with the many rights of our fellow citizens being ignored; and even the slaughter of our children under the name of justice…, these tears I shed are for those true peace keepers who have fallen in the line of duty and for those who have fallen simply because they fit a stereotype; These tears fall carrying the weight of the innocent, the pain of a Mothers loss, the pain of a Father wishing his life was traded to pay for his Sons cost, the pain of Best friends we will never see again due to the color of their skin…. This is the prayer of the MANY Tears I shed even now….

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DEAR GOD, HEEL OUR TEARS

by LIMITLESS

They wont stop falling!

These Tears demand Justice!

These Tears call from deep with-in born from our ancestors and kin;

Who struggled to be heard, muffled under the sounds of whips, chains, and screams-

Preaching, “WE TO ARE HUMAN BEINGS”;

THESE TEARS DEMAND JUSTICE;

They demand that the price of a life requires re-appraisal,

let’s just put it all on the table-

We are being targeted due to social labels-

Rights dismissed under the cloak of maintaining economical balance.

WE must rise-up to the challenge of breaking this cycle,

Under the gun or in front of some, “WE must all stand together to protest this violence-

Screaming that we are more than insignificant!”

WE ALL MATTER.

Our Tears fall the same! They reverberate a message of distress,

“WE THE PEOPLE-

are trying to heel a nations pain!”

Feel our Tears fall from faces of many shades, crying out for the heeling of a nations rage….

WE owe it to all who have shed these same tears mingled with the blood of our past!

WE owe it to the future to pave a evergreen path!

WE owe it to Sanford, Florida;

WE owe it to Ferguson, Missouri;

WE owe it to Seattle, Washington;

WE owe it to the untold blood shed over rascal divides,

WE OWE…,

WE OWE…,

WE OWE it to our children, to our future, and to our past.

OUR, tears demand this-

A world heeled from indifference,

WE, owe it to ourselves….!

It’s our World to change…!

Aren’t you tired of ignoring the tears of your pain….?

During the journey through life, Regret( a feeling of sadness, repentance, or disappointment over something that has happened or been done.), though a necessary emotion, can become a type of mental prison; only those bowled enough to venture into the Mirror will find the key to living life free from the struggle of this temporary passenger becoming a permanent resident. This is…

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What are you looking at…!

by LIMITLESS

Why are they staring at me glaring with ridicule in their eye’s like they despise what I am depressing me into a mind state of mistakes.

Deep breathes taken, inner piece shaken, shaking the sands of confidence because of this-

“THEY KEEP STARING”;

Intensely inspecting the hidden depths of my insecurities,

“Will the jury please Rise!”.

I see the judgement in their eye’s peering through my mask of turmoil and shame,

“WHO else is there to Blame…!”

They say as they stare.

“WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT…”  ,

I scream back, feeling the effects of this dream realizing

“they”

are the decisions that brought the unwanted pain spilling poison, blame, and guilt leaving the residue of,

“why didn’t I just _____…!”

I think again when I stare at my accuser’s realizing the lessons They provided took me on a journey of discovery

uncovering-

Me

Turning the key to release the damaged reflection of He who dared to glare into his own soul to judge a raging fire

grown cold.

On a quest to feverishly fan to flame the Passions of old–

I find…

forgiveness…. 

RESTLESS- Unable to rest or relax as a result of anxiety or boredom. Offering no physical or emotional rest; involving constant activity or motion. This a…

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RESTLESS DREAM 

by LIMITLESS

Restless,

Dreams haunt my mind-set on goals beyond popularity polls

I suppose.., 

I must be uninterested in spending my Time-Account on the pursuit of doubt.

It’s about 

Time

For my restless dreams to be unchained into melody,

Forming a rhythmic master Piece;

Mathematically proven to be the fruit of Miracles’ reach.

Restless dreams scream,

“RELEASE ME“.

 Dreams once restless emerge from captivity

Ready–

For the World…

Listening to Jill Scott’s soothing voice pour out of my speakers I receive pictures of Sun-ups which greet my eye’s glaring at the promise of Today…. This is…

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GREETINGS

by LIMITLESS

“Good Morning Sunshine!” 

I see you peaking through my blinds-

Hinting at me to get up!

I’m greeted by the sweetest vision of silk lined clouds parting to reveal a satin blanket of gold and crystal…

I’ve entered the immortality of Imagination.

I take my seat at a table made from the finest collection of Emeralds and Rubies.

In the midst of royalty I sit taking sip’s of Morning Dew from Pearl cups.

A rejuvenating spring spills from the Fountain of The New tucked beyond a Sapphire corridor.

 I walk through the Forest of Innovation where youthful visions rise out of its fertile soil.  

…DAY-BREAKS…

“It’s time to pick the fruit of My patience…!” 

I reach for the door of potential,

I clinch it’s warm reality,

And

Open the portal to My destiny…. 

(Jam 1:25) But whoso looketh into the perfect law of liberty, and continueth therein, he being not a forgetful hearer, but a doer of the work, this man shall be blessed in his deed.

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LIBERTY
by Edward Taylor III

I never knew I would’ve made it through with so much in
front of me still yet to do.

Oh LORD you know the time & the season, when I’ll find myself in front of the door, open to limitless possibilities;

I’ll go in this time having received liberty to walk free, a prince
sitting among princes I’ve been made to be.

The LORD caused me to stand still when I would’ve retreated, By Gods provision I found what I needed,

The past I feared – I’m no longer doomed to repeat it;

The enemies that besieged me are now defeated.

Through all my trials Gods seed still remains, through struggles,
heart ache, & pain…

God showed me the difference between that which endures and that which is vain,

Nolonger carrying the shame of my history I’m now able
to walk in Gods liberty;

Liberated to walk as Gods holy flame a meek minister speaking the truth that breaks the chains;

By love God removed frustration –
Now I’m free to reach my finish line destination;

Walk with me that you may taste & see how sweet is this
glories l i b e r t y…