There is something felt when the Morning breeze breathes the refreshing Kiss of a Brand new Start…

CAPTURED IN A MOMENT

LIMITLESS 

Breaking the boundries of unbelief I let go of the ledge, I’ll Fly or Glide I refuse to fall from the graceful breeze carrying my Spirit in a soulful melody.

This Beautiful Moment between Fear and recklessness-

This adventure is breathtaking everyday away created by the making of a determination too Live

The Dream calls irrisitable tones and vibrations I awaken too the smiling Ray’s of a blank canvas…

This New Day Magic…

 

 

Thankful for all that I have…

A GRACEFUL APPRECIATION…

LIMITLESS

Listening to the melodies of the day as they whisper and say the lesson’s Wisdom has installed in the fabrics of this,

DAY…

Today I hear her say,

“Fatherhood has been given,’

‘This inheritance embedded in the heart and Soul built to bare this load…”

Time has caused this understanding to form of,

Fatherhood..;

The Establisher,

The Foundation…

A Father gave the honor to not only bare this response made able to carry the hidden load, a background pillar-

A Father-

🤔…

Given Charge to aid the strongest, and most delicate of all Gods creation…

Without, whom a Father would not be…

I Honor the Mother of my responsibilities.

The Mother of My Future…

My Woman-

My Crown who shines the emblem of my Legacy…

My Love,

And peace,

Given by Grace, a Dream embraced…

Mother…”

When you are welcomed by the morning Sunlight shining against your Resting Dream come True…

Good Morning…

LIMITLESS

IT’S Todays’ Anniversary!

Celebrated when my eyes rest on a beautiful sunset at Sunrise.

Rising in emotions,

My love soaks in a vision of you.

The vision of you holds me tightly to this reality-

Awoken by…

Every Decision stems from a place of a pure belief🤔…

Believe…

LIMITLESS

I stopped debating on whether this vision was real.

Doubt couldn’t break this sealed Dream, in time;

A Promise visualized needing only time to be realized…

Spied out through Day Dreams and Night Visions weaving this Dream;

Catching every opportunity at a glance,

my stance is,

Confident that this Dream will soon be in grip..;

This dream will soon be in Grip

Shaped by the Flames of Day…

Molded in Ambitions Flames…

LIMITLESS

The wind presses against the flint. A hardened stone, an invaded posture. It rips through with a cold-hearted arsenal of Truth. Self and its assigned Ego defenders take Flight.

Submission is required to assure victory in this battle for belief.

Resting in the arms of the one that Fights for me in this whirlwind of purifying Flames.

The Wind fiercely bombards the inner gates shaking the foundation to this Soul-

Earthquakes-

The Earth in me shakes in delightful fear.

The Liquid Essence of Soul Vibrates with the frequency of the blessed…

The Wind is the Test.

Testing the fortitude of the Soul anchored to the Spirit free to engage in the reconstruction of this contrived heart…

The Shaking, the purging Flames of Life purify this new Life perspective point of View, viewing the reflections found in everyday situations reflect the inner vision broadcasted in repeated consciousness.

This Awesomeness paints with the passions found in the detail of Self…

Learning to acknowledge Every good that arises from the pressurized flames found in each Moment, found in each Day.

A chance to grow, a chance to better Self…

A chance to Live,

Carpe Deim!

“Time is of THE Essence…”

Stacking the pieces together too form a Great desire. Striving to satisfy an inner drive too SEE the Vision Completed; Almost seems..,

Never Ending…

LIMITLESS

A Congestion of thoughts rise in mingaled priority.

I must assemble this cluster of purposeful inspiration…

I WANT IT ALL!

“PATIENCE”

Is commanded upon the Wings of Wisdom…

This cool breeze holds the atmosphere of Sucesses’ Secrets.

“PATIENCE”

Again is heard in midnight heart beats where this Dream speaks its Strongest desire..,

“DON’T FORGET ME…!”

“WHEN, the darkness of doubt creeps over the hills of tomorrow.”

“CLING TO ME”

My Dream speaks…

Yielding to the firvuer of Hopes call.

Clinging to the plow,

Looking not Back!

I forge ahead…