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…

 

 

When given the Gift of a brand new day… What will you paint upon the Canvas that is Today..?

George Washington Carver’s Favorite Poem.

I see why!

LOVE THIS…

EQUIPMENT

Figure it out for yourself, my lad,
You’ve all that the greatest of men have had,
Two arms, two hands, two legs, two eyes
And a brain to use if you would be wise.
With this equipment they all began,
So start for the top and say, “I can.”

Look them over, the wise and great
They take their food from a common plate,
And similar knives and forks they use,
With similar laces they tie their shoes.
The world considers them brave and smart,
But you’ve all they had when they made their start.

You can triumph and come to skill,
You can be great if you only will.
You’re well equipped for what fight you choose,
You have legs and arms and a brain to use,
And the man who has risen great deeds to do
Began his life with no more than you.

You are the handicap you must face,
You are the one who must choose your place,
You must say where you want to go,
How much you will study the truth to know.
God has equipped you for life, but He
Lets you decide what you want to be.

Courage must come from the soul within,
The man must furnish the will to win.
So figure it out for yourself, my lad.
You were born with all that the great have had,
With your equipment they all began,
Get hold of yourself and say: “I can.”

–Edgar A. Guest

Cherish them….

TO REMINISCE 

LIMITLESS

To those I remember…,

When We where young, and full of Life and ambition.

Now… 

Mental Visions dim, 

Withering and cold.

I’m desperately trying to hold onto the distant….. 

Memorials-

“Please forgive these hand woven tears I’m shedding on this keyboard holding to these pictures taken in the moment…..”

Trying to keep Memories from dulling.

So I sow these tears to feed them, keeping them fluorescent.

Taken away by Coldplay ‘Everglow’ as these tears sow… 

Pouring into the Soil… 

Where…

These Memories grow….🙏🏾😢

“Everglow….”

An Idea is the spark of creation. Its the precious ambers at the beginning of a Great raging flame of inspiration… and its fragile, delicate desire to live must be kept safe….

The Birth of Idea

LIMITLESS

Resting in the space of silence, my thoughts emerge from shell reaching their freshly birthed hands sky-word., as I hear in creation a Heavenly Host shouting  in jubilation,

“Congratulations..!”

“WELL DONE…”

“it’s a precious Idea you have in your hands…”

A BREEZE OF HOPE WHISPERS A KEY TOO UNLOCK THE PRISON DOORS OF A REGRET STEMMING FROM THE ROTTEN ROOTS OF MISSED OPPORTUNITIES CLINGING TO THE PAST…

An Escaping Whispers

LIMITLESS

I listen with intent hoping too grasp the whispering breeze as it leaves its trail of wisdom desired;

Wanting to be more than a,

“New Hire”;

I inspire to climb higher, taking off into freedom,

All my troubles-

I leave them..,

Believing in an unlocked purpose focusing on Life and those who deserve their chance too Live it,

Setting goals and timelines secretly knowing neither work is mine,

I find its been done before the Earth was commanded,

My thoughts spun a deep web of hope I got caught-up in the inspiration of Freedom

Seeing these rusted chances fall to the ground as WE leave them,

FREE–

Too Breath–

In….

When inspiration urges you to write,painting an amazing picture, words begin to unfold into something beautiful

My Words
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Searching for the perfect phrase my words begin to frantically form on a piece of scratch paper; As I begin to search the realm of my imagination for a single drop of creativity I pause to receive my next line. I write with the hope in my heart that these words will light up the corner of someone’s dark existence; Like a light house shimmering in the distance bringing relief to those who wish to see home once more, I pause again, looking into the distance at God’s glorious creation, we call nature, absorbing the things I see my eyes lay hold of the majestic mountains that form the background of this amazing portrait. My eyes also capture the many evergreen trees as the gentle breeze caresses their branches, as if the wind has found its love for the first time: Inspiration comes from the view I see helping me form beautiful expressions describing the emotions felt while words continue to flood from the depths of my soul, as I passionately pour out every part of me, I realize the creation that is before me, these are my words… this is my poetry…