Make the Effort too.
Engage the day immerse yourself in the Display of Today’s decisions painted,
By thoughts made in the moment..,
A little Blue mixed with purple behind a Blazing Red and Orange, mark of days end…
Tag: BEAUTIFUL HOPE
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We ALL have our struggles, whether personal or community Corporate we,
Suffer together for it;
Whether you feel it immediately or Generations later see the ripple effects felt…
So what does it all mean?
Do I, “Too my Brother and Sister cling..?”
Becoming their steward and keeper..?
Or,
Do we join hands sharing the load to form plans replenishing our homes with Life and Joy…
Dreams being seen not torn asunder…
But,
Rather we care for each…
What would Life be if this is what we seek..?
“Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking.” – Marcus Aurelius
LOVE INDEED
LIMITLESS
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…
Your Victories are not only for you but just seeing someone overcome their obstacles springs the refreshing aroma of HOPE…
RELEASE ME!!!
LIMITLESS
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…🤔
JUST BE ME..?
LIMITLESS
Just be me is all my heart cries crying these emotions spilling heart drips…
Seeking for the answer to this amnesia…
🤔 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; RELAX🤔; create the Life given to you, for you..,
DREAM…
Travel Freely in the realm of Imagination. In this private room of your Dreams lays a canvas- BLANK. Only what YOU believe will remain…
Imaginations Portrait…
LIMITLESS
Laying in the meadow of a clear green Imagining my path and its twist turns dips leaving mental burned
Scarred…
Over time these bruises on the mind rest;
Taking in the feeling of this beautiful healing…
Witnessing first hand the effects of redemptions command..,
“BELIEVE”
(Verb) VISION- imagine
Vision…
LIMITLESS
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…”
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Then..,
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