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By Design; Love’s Dancing Reign!

Dancing with the Stars

My little ballerina, four foot eleven she, but her posture by design, of a  heart gracefully divine. Her toes curled, her spirit twirled, her heart a dazzling pearl. Through the ups and downs, like endearing hearts that danced with life, her perseverance answered the call. With every stretch of imagination, with every rise and fall, hopes and dreams befall. Her tendu stretched, chassé motioned, arabesque extended; développé developed, jeté leaping bounds. Her love pointed, her soul glided, confidence rising; her heart chasing butterflies. Within the stages of life, her heart lit up the room, her soul danced heavenly. The highest point of life, one’s innermost reaching its most elevated potential. My little ballerina, even though her twirl no longer this world, within my heart her love still dances. Within heaven’s gates her soulful prance does enhance. No one to judge her light, she’s dancing with the stars! 

Within Love’s Reign

Caught within its rapture, heart and soul drenched by its essence. Heart to heart, hand in hand; sing, dancing within love’s reign. Every breath held tight, the moment feeling right; love’s breathtaking reign, drowning your innermost within a deep river. Love’s reign befalling the heart, its gentle dew lingers within plain sight; a soul bared breathless for all to see, your heart has been throughly saturated, within the reigning depth of love’s cascading hue!

*** By design, a collaboration of my late daughter’s spirit and my soul, giving my heart inspiration to create these designs. Each design, pieces of different elements woven together; pictures, drawings, paint swatches, inserted and manipulated within several design apps, together creating the final design. A legacy in the making, love’s ornate breadth by design! ***

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Of its Sublime Cape-Ability!

The confidence, the incredible resilience, every gaze held with the sheer strength of your posture. How do you do it, see into me with such piercing hope? Tell it to my heart, how did you break down fortified walls, again and again? The intuitive way so much is accomplished, seeming with just a single breath, must surely be a superpower. How, do I ever explain it to my soul, how time fades for a heart feeling captured, within the arms of an incandescent force. Yet, within the depth of an insulated fortress, that place, this space, my soul. Vulnerability and its cryptic sway, inhibitions kept at bay, profound sincerity released in a tangible way. Irrevocably heartfelt breadth walks a mile, understanding every breath does reconcile. Knowing, inevitably every exhale becomes more than what exists within a heart, but what within a soul transcends momentary bliss. When a crimson heart stands tall, monumental becomes the fall, into the deep ocean’s call. Hence, no pretense, just the consequential evidence. Superwoman, your heart reveals its radiance, and if your love is cape-able to do all this; how can this mere man’s love, not empowered to become? Why, would my soul ever believe my love could be powerless; its inalienable breath being of my cape… ability? More than words, but of love’s endearing might, its light coursing through the breadth of my humanity!

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By Design; Springtime Hue! 

My Butterfly

Born with angelic wings, breathlessly her soul sings, her heart predestined to be, my dearly beloved butterfly. Even though prematurely birthed, it never determined her worth, a heart larger than life. My little caterpillar made her way to my innermost, where love’s beauty resides. The most beautiful of butterflies, emerged from love’s cocoon. The benevolent of her breadth, waiting to exhale, moment to soar. In her wake, my heart’s quake, of my breath’s take. Of love’s endearing nectar, life’s bitter-sweet nexus, the moments better sweetened, with the ornate essence of love’s heavenly hue. Its breathless kiss, of my heartstrings mist; what lingers true, moves through, heartfelt cues. Her colorful wings, what playful joy they bring; likened to how soulful a hummingbird sings. My butterfly, my once quaint caterpillar, her love quietly flutters my soul. Her love’s picturesque silhouette, took flight with angelic pinion, bid my heart adieu! 

Hummingbird’s Lullaby

Of its beautiful display, the breadth of its natural way, like that of a lyrical sway. Nature’s good vibration, love’s sweet sensation, throughout nations. The rhythm, the rhyme, this moment in time. Life in living color, love renowned like of a vibrant flower. Its brilliance subtle, yet so vivacious of iridescent vibes. Love, hum my soul a song, tug my heartstrings strong; yet tenderly, permeate throughout with a melodious twang. Sun-flowered hue, pollination’s cue, the extract of love’s lavished due. Essence of its meaning, blessing of its ornate truth. Whistling willow, whisper the secrets of love’s undying scent. And accent I shall, with the beauty of my tulips, give away the best of my heart’s most deeply held possession, love. Hummingbird’s lullaby, evident not by its presence, but the sublime texture of its splendor. Life’s bliss, cascades of heartfelt mist, of love’s healing kiss!

By design, a collaboration of my late daughter’s spirit and my soul, giving my heart inspiration to create these designs!

Each design, pieces of different elements woven together; pictures, drawings, paint swatches, inserted and manipulated within several design apps, together creating the final design. A legacy in the making, love’s ornate breadth by design!

*** Hope you enjoyed them, have a wonderful weekend! ***

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Its Deep River!

Many years ago, my heart, fell into a deep river, and oh, my soul, fathoms the breathless depth of its ocean. The nuances of its essence keeps, from my being it seeps, breathless every night my soul sleeps. Deeper in my heart falls, more profound the river’s echo calls. Years ago, my heart dove into a deep river, now, drowning how my soul breathes. Within its deepness, my soul gasp in its overflow, living elated within its immersive state, more exceedingly my heart’s breathlessness shows. Some time ago, my heart jumped into a deep river. Wholehearted the lunge, to the depth this river, my soul made the bottomless plunge. Never pondering sink or swim, just desiring if provoked would, be the water stirred within what could, be my soul’s fathomable breath. Love’s endless river, my heart knows it a fathomless ocean. Every day, by the riverside, love waits for my soul, at the edge of tomorrow. Beckoning heart to come, spill into its deep river. And together, traverse the breadth of love’s peaceful shores. And when, forevermore finds me drowned, in its measureless bliss. My soul deeply knowing, love’s deep river wasn’t impressed when I fell, when I dove, or when I jumped. The only thing that truly mattered, when my heart, breathlessly descended!

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Motivation’s Sway; Pieces!

Giving away, pieces of my heart, would never leave my soul empty, would never make my love less than. My heart, finds not its strength, in countless pieces of contemplation, but the quintessence that yields my soul’s breathless thesis. My heart, has found love’s excellence, not in seeking illusive perfection, but allowing my imperfections to be, the catalyst, that builds wholeness with the pieces of our brokenness. Trust broken, in of itself full of so much potential. In that moment, time and space; where, the will to not let it shatter your worth. An opportunity, to give away another piece of your heart, to love’s embrace. Knowing, in heart of hearts, love makes there be nothing missing, nothing broken; the way of love’s resilience, the sway of its brilliance. I’ve found, the posture of one’s soul, reveals the position of one’s heart. Heart and soul, secure in love’s holistic nature, the nuances of its artistic ambiance, love’s vibrant display of its most selfless portrait. Pieces of one’s heart, essence of its innermost. Love, likened to fine art, that of aesthetic artwork, pieces of one’s soul laid bare, within love’s beautiful light. Finding it within, to relinquish pieces of self? One’s soul, giving away pieces of its heart, reveals the purest kind of love. That never let its worth seem unintended, meaningless… Pieces! 

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Irrevocably!

Irrevocably yours, within my soul and that of my heart, of love deeply true. For I, within my heart of hearts, know love could never be pure, if not love irrevocable. Vow I have vowed, not of just words, but of my heart’s posture. Soul’s absolute pledge to be of love, death could never part. Destiny is, destiny does, irrevocably transcend; time, space. Picturesque love, not just poetic art, work’s of love’s unalterable stance. Like of the wind’s might, my heart is irrevocably taken. My soul has flight, expanding my mind’s sight. Love’s breathless encounter, mind, heart, soul; altered irrevocably. Faithful love does, for faithful love is, unapologetically intentional. Truth of love’s essence, in me deeply embedded, my deepest love emboldened to be, tangibly felt, unshakably committed. Therefore, how could my heart be irrevocably blue, dipped in love’s crimson hue? Love’s inalienable breadth, of one’s soul attainable, its beauty of one’s heart, irrevocably available. My heart’s soliloquy, of what my soul utters, of what perpetual ink spills, my dearest love, irrevocable!

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Wednesday Proverb; Faith, Hope! 

Faith, Hope, characteristics of the same measure, wholeness its aim. Faith, doesn’t rely on fame, to help bolster its claim. Hope, produces no shame, your heart invoking its name. Faith is the substance, Hope its evidence. A Faithful heart, a Hopeful soul. Faith, employs conception, Hope, embraces perception. Fear of the unknown, could never embolden its deception. Faith, looks deep into your soul, searches the heart as a whole; filling you with Hope, wings of love will surely reach forevermore. Faith bound, Hope found; tethered, becomes so profound. Faith and Hope, kindred spirits, heartfelt they fundamentally prevail, fruits of one’s resilience unveiled. Faith and Hope, reaches to the depth, where logic could never fathom. Faith, doesn’t require intellect, Hope is naturally direct. Having that, je ne sais quoi, what only one’s own heart can know. Faith, hovers like a song in the night, covers like a blanket of peace that’s right. Hope, the light that illuminates bright, casting no shadow of doubt. Sweet dreams, are made of these, who am I to disagree? Breadth of Faith’s heart, tender of what’s soft inside; Hope’s prudence doing something, that can’t be explained. What requires dedication, needing no conversation. Faith and Hope, heart and soul, riding the waves of life together, ah ha. Give Faith its chance, to let Hope prove its stance; your quintessence, its tree of life will enhance!

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The Canvas!

Canvas of the heart, paints of love its most beautiful portrait. Beyond what the eyes see, but what the soul reveals, of what the heart conceals. Love, its most endearing expression, a display of love’s vibrant texture, what yields its colorful warmth. Its hue, brushed gently up against the fabric of life, what’s pressed deeply within the canvas of the soul. Love left portrayed, the heart left elated. Love’s artistic portrait, heart its imagery, soul its creativity; its work of art. Every heart, oiled with the painted breadth of love’s essence. What the soul drips, canvas deeply stained with its abstract artistry. Love’s deep crimson characteristics, profound image of its breathtaking beauty. Definition defined, nuances refined. Love’s canvas, never a blank slate, just the state; heart and soul. Woven tapestry, tapered having the nature to be, a depiction of love’s ornate expression!

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Heart to Pen!

Now, doesn’t change the course of then. Love flowed then, but now the ink bleeds deeply; from heart to pen. Words could never be lost, for when love pricks one’s heart, inked words spill, baring innermost of one’s soul. The pages of one’s life, depth of one’s love, cascade to form textured chapters of a love story. What’s consequential, overwritten by moments inconsequential. Love composed, never embarrassed by what its heart-felt pen composes. By design, the tapestry of one’s heart, instrumental in revealing the imagery of one’s soul, the love mosaically imprinting. Deep love, doesn’t draw meaningless lines, even its most subtle portrayal, an intrinsic silhouette of the heart’s aura. Words penned meaningful, not inkling of a heart typical, exposed through love reciprocal. Consisting, consistent, naturally refined consistency; inking heart and soul. Penning thoughts, journaling one’s lived experience, texturizing the heart’s quintessential hue. Love moves, the soul it proves, but the heart it behoves; seep inked. For now, doesn’t change the course of then. Love flowing even then, now bleeds profusely, from heart to pen!

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Love, the Gravity!

Within its profound breadth, its gravity known, the heart breathless in its sublime, the soul speechless in its boundless rhapsody. Which heart can comprehend, the complexity of its deep breathlessness, the vast nature of love’s beauty? What soul can explain, how so profoundly it moves you to tears, then soothe your fears? How it touches you so deeply, to utterly take your breath? Who can boldly claim, they know how its presence lingers, in the still of the moment? Can anyone’s words articulate, how it weighs tenderly on one’s thoughts, then go rest gently on the heart, only to stir your soul? What heart can describe, how at one moment it leaves you gasping for air, but yet at the very same time, be the air you breathe? The magnitude of its gravity, consequential essence of character, the soul’s quintessential reprieve. Every heart, needs to understand the significance of its power, the sustaining substance of its existence. It’s not enough, for one’s soul to know its miraculous wonder, yet one’s heart not be provoked by the depth of its deepest meaning. The gravity, the prevailing breath that’s not just felt, but perceived, be wholeheartedly believed; meaningful. Hearts willing, what makes it transformative, souls tethered, makes it revolutionary. A love that shines like the sun, glistens like the stars. Reflective like that of the moonlight, hovering breathlessly within the stillness. Transcending the fabric of time, and space. Not even distance, changes the trajectory of its vantage point, alter the gravity of its destiny; to be!

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Motivation’s Journey; the Clarity!

With one more breath, with one more step, one more day; clarity reveals itself, to the heart’s understanding. Journey to clarity, encountering the clarity of love’s zenith. Seeing how love doesn’t peak, it evolves. Evokes  joy in chaos, invokes peace in the madness. Even, within moments of tainted peripheral, love’s shines its celestial hue. Promises, sometimes let you down, but clarity through the lens of love, the heart holds no ill feelings. Love, likened to a rock, on which one’s faith can stand, clarity to see beyond the moment, embrace love’s horizon. Anchor hopes, tether dreams. No heart, could ever reach love’s pinnacle, without conceding to its sublime wonder. Its highest point, the point where one’s heart won’t allow its clarity to unveil. Love, doesn’t hold one’s breath, but takes it to an enlightened state. Clarity, interjecting the beauty of its ornate breadth, the heart taken to heights unknown. Love’s journey, one’s soul seeing with a renewed perspective. Knowing the only way to get there, what the heart must go through. Love’s enlightenment paving the way, clarity becoming its heartfelt sway!

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On My Way to Heaven!

On my way to heaven, my heart met an angel, traversing time, in between our soul’s existence, love’s deepest breadth revealed. Thirty eight years, feels like a thousand, on our way to forever. Within her care, my heart in no haste, resting deep within love’s embrace. Trying to find, hoping to become, what my love needed to be, deeply enlightened. You see, heaven is my destiny, but before my soul journey’s there. This angel’s love, my soul’s mate, sent to search my heart, test my love’s resolve. My soul, wouldn’t dare claim, her heart doesn’t have wings. In my heart of hearts, her love takes flight, takes my love to new heights. My breath, doesn’t have to hold tight, deep in my soul this feels right. Love heaven sent, be a lifetime spent, knowing love heartfelt. Her heart’s angelic verb, likened to love’s healing herb. Her love a song, harped rhythmically felt strong. Love’s beauty capturing your gaze, its sway moving you all your days. Heaven, doesn’t seem a far off place, your heart totally eclipsed by the light of its hue. In her reflection, glimpsed the keeper of the stars. In between here, and eternity; lived, loved, discovered angels are real. Traversing the way of love’s celestial plane, my soul had an encounter. On my way to heaven, my heart, met an angel!

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I’m.

I’m a simple man, with a complicated heart. My love is inquisitive, my soul intuitive, my heart perceptive. Will never speak my mind, unless my heart gives it permission, love being its mission. I’m. My love is glaring, my heart is caring, my soul is daring; a reflection. I’m a son, a brother, a husband, a father; I’m just a man. Predestined to serve, destined to preserve, true meaning of love. I’m. Don’t step to me, unless you’re willing to throw down. Throw down what harms, to embrace love’s charm, love with open arms. I’m. My heart is full, my days filled with love’s noble quest to be, and will only make room for Just, you. You who need encouragement, you with a broken heart. You looking for a heart willing to listen, to whatever’s on yours. I’m. There’s so much on my shoulders, but my spirit’s never crushed, a lot on my plate, but my hopes never shattered pieces. In love I put my trust, to bear the weight, there’s no time for hate. And, when night falls, and the dawn calls, love makes my heart befall, and I’m!

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A Love Story; Amazing Day!

Woke up, took a breath, “Next to you.” Watched as love slept, looking like an angel. My heart, trying not to awaken its beauty. My soul, kissed it ever so gently, but, beautifully love smiled at me. Whoa, the kiss upon my lips, love’s forever kiss upon my soul. Rolled out of bed, bowed my head; prayed to be enlightened. Brushed my teeth, dressed my hope, checked my faith; whatever the day holds. Heart and soul, humming in tune; love’s anthem. Breakfast was wonderful, love’s kiss made it even sweeter; the sugar within my sweet… tie. My heart was focused, but my gaze still dazed, of love’s a-maze. Processed out the door, deviated a bit from the usual. Stopped to get gas, and like always, the clerk uttered the usual; any car wash, lottery ticket. Car was clean, and though I don’t play the lottery, wife likes to play sometimes. Bought a scratcher, we won seven million. The lottery office near, so without fear, I went there first. A few minutes down the road, a house was on fire, with a lady screaming; save my baby. No hesitation, ran in and rescued the baby, gently placed the baby in the mother’s arms. With tears, loving was the embrace, with hugs and kisses; what a sight to behold!

Processed to the office, but a cat was stuck in a tree, so I rescued it. Picked up the winnings, but realized it was more than we would ever need. So, use half to help eradicate world hunger, which makes every breath stronger. Donated some to various charities, giving hearts better clarity. Gave some, to help discover a cure for cancer, deep down, every soul’s a graceful dancer. The rest, enough to pay off some bills, and live a moderate lifestyle, what more does anyone truly need? The news heard about it, wanted to interview my heart. But instead, quoted them this, “Life’s greatest treasure, not what gives awe and wonder, but what love makes the heart ponder.” They were befuddled, the clarity of my words not muddled. When I got back home, kissed my wife, told her about my Amazing Day. And how, the best moment was when, I WOKE UP, NEXT TO YOU!!  

*** Even though, parts of this story, likened to fiction. Truth is, before leaving in the morning, what precedes is actual. And, who’s to say, an adventure doesn’t await? The question is, what would your story be? As for me, and my heart, reality would be this. If I had millions of dollars, it would definitely be used, for life’s meaningful purposes. My love’s claim, will never be about fame, but what a heart and soul proclaims, its breadth ascending love’s angelic plane. A heart consumed with amassing, not living life’s substance, a soul missing its true destiny. The best part of my day, simply this, my heart awakening to love’s kiss, and returning home, greeted by love’s embrace! ***

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Love’s Undertone!

Come, put your love against my soul, don’t withhold. It would be lovely, if you could know, how gently love strums my heart, endlessly tugging every heartstring. Here’s the thing, behooves you to know; nothing I bring, simply I cling, breathlessly my soul does sing. Though, silently my heart beats, profoundly it speaks, deeply it proves. In melodic verses, life’s tempest stilled with every heartbeat. Come closer, touch my soul, feel the rise and fall of its every breadth. Come know the depth, in the subtlety of love’s still whispers. Underneath every breath, my soul utters softly, tenderly; do it again, take my every breath. Listen, can you hear it? Beyond words, one’s heart and soul is heard. When, love has its hold, words are emboldened, to never be understated. Hover between the lines, rest within every syllable, within life’s hush, love’s undertone, spoken! 

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Her Intrinsic Glow!

Is it in the radiance, perhaps my heart sees it in the reflection? Every day, the dawn examines my soul, before the pure light awakens my heart. A light like this, doesn’t blind my perception, it enlightens my perspective. Is it how spectacularly the light shines, how lyrically it sways my soul, making it feel like an in tune symphony? When, love plays your heart and soul like a cello, hello; is it me you’re looking for? When love composes your thoughts, it invade your words, and though it takes your breath, the heart is never left speechless. Love’s inherent muse, contemplation and expressions infused. Is it in its simplicity, does the heart breathe, and the soul believe, forever will be?Is it because with every glance, the soulful prance, becomes a heartfelt stance. Is it love’s colorful nuances, dripping from my heart, painting my soul into a poetic silhouette of love? To the heavens my young heart did plea, a breathless hue my soul would glee, the endless love inside of me. Like water cascading over rocks, is that what makes deep love so soothing? Is it how two souls harmonize, or how two hearts beat as one, that makes love exhale in unison? Is it in love’s providence, the heart realizes the redefining glow, changing an angelic persona into, Grace. When there’s an angel sent to be, your divine forever. Years, could never eclipse the beauty that is, her intrinsic glow!

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You Are A Flower!

Your love, is a beautiful flower. My heart is full, filled with the crimson beauty. My soul is becoming, time and space. A timeless love, needs room to grow. Breathlessly, I watch how love, yields an endless bloom. You are a flower, I am a stem from. Forevermore, my soul will be planted, my heart tethered, my love deeply rooted. Roses are red, violet a purplish hue, my soul basking in the light. In the meadows, my breath frolics through two lips. Trying to find words, my heart has left me speechless. My sweet beloved, you are the flower, swaying the breadth within my soul. Beyond the surface, there’s a perpetual thirst, water won’t quench!

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Love is, Affirming!

Love is profound, renowned; will astound, love is amazing. Love is fearless, love is distinguished, love is heroic, love is courageous; love is valiant. Love is an artist, artistic, an artistry; love is a portrait. Love creates, love is creative, with every creation; love is a work of art. Love is freely given, love doesn’t count the cost, love is completely sold out; love is priceless. Love is expressive, love is an expression. Love will express, what words can’t verbalize; love is beyond words. Love is the sun, the moon, the stars; love is out of this world. Love is a teacher, a leader, a listener; love is a believer, in the impossible. Love is playful, love is serious, love is passionate, love is bold; love has a beautiful story. Love is thoughtful, love is kind, love has your back; love is a friend. Love is lyrical, love has rhythm, love strikes a tone; love is a song. Love is a poem, a poet, poetic; love is poetry, in eMotion. Love gives hope, love brings joy, love shows grace; love is amazing. Love is an eagle, a sparrow, a dove; love has wings. Love has height, love has depth, love has breadth; love has perspective. Love is an ocean, love is a deep river, a soothing stream; love is water, love is so refreshing. Love has stature, love takes action, love will inspire; love is incredible. Love is engaging, love is captivating, love is endearing; love is Affirming, love is Everything!

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The Love, in You!

I’m, not always strong. But, the strength of my love. Will always be enough, to hold your love, close to my heart. What you need, what my heart will always be. Faithful to the end, of every breath. Thirty five years, two heartbeats, living with one distinct sound; love, always, forever. An example, of what happens when. Your breath divinely held, by love’s tender whispers. For when, love cuts the deepest. In the trenches, the battles lovingly fought, on our knees. Not to see, the change in you. But in me, be another profound change; by love’s undying breadth. The surrender, begets no retreat. Into a shadow, of what love’s supposed to be. The tether, the woman in you, needing the man in me. Be a gentle soul, you can still lay hopes, on the man in dreams. The love, holding us tenderly, with endless devotion. The warmth, likened to a breath of fresh air. The gentle touch, that says so much. The love, taking us by the heart, to beautiful places. Our hearts, being the canvas, in a love painted portrait. The storybook, telling the tale, breathless. If walls could talk, they would surely tell all the secrets. What my soul said, with my eyes fast asleep. But my heart awake, breathing deeply felt words of love. Through the night, to the enlightened moment. In love, awakens more and more, through the years. Every day, the vows renewed; I do, love you. Poured out, with the fragrance of heaven. The true meaning, the love in you, knowing the love in me, intimately!

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You Are!

My heart, not afraid to show, the love inside. You’re the one, in whom I share hopes; the one, inside all my dreams. My love, is your love. Let it be an umbrella, shielding your heart from the rain. Don’t, ever close your heart. How else, can my love be the boldest thief. Wanting for another moment, take your every breath. Me and you, under the canopy of love. My soul, can’t get two steps away. And not to feel your love, tugging on every string. Your love and mine, may not always be fine. But, we’ve found our forever, two hearts in twine, three strands strong. You are, my breathless; God’s love, the breadth. It’s not, heaven in your eyes, it’s in your heart. True love, not about being mesmerized; knowing, love’s a daily prize. Into you I see, within me the love will truly be. Every day, I don’t have to think, about what kind of love I’m getting. In you, my heart already knows, the kind of love I have. For me, it’s not about what I feel; but what, you need my heart to be. In love, always, and forever. Love, not about what you’re honored to do. But what through love, your soul is privileged to become. A heart, giving love faithfully. Even when, my heart looked through blinders. Within my soul, there was absolutely no mistaking. I could always see, our forever… in love. Whatever, you have to face. That’s, what my love has to face… through your eyes. Let, my heart be perfectly clear. God’s love is the breadth, that has made your heart the vision, ever before my soul. A reflection of His love, that what… you are!

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Timeless!

In this moment, in this space, in this time; in these very moments. In the here, in the now. Wherein every breath, moments to hold precious. The moments, a heart should breathe deeply, and treasure. Where time-less, becomes moments passed; to never be seen again. Love, the created timeless beauty. Within a soul captured, a heart captivated by the endless gaze. Face to face, heart in heart; through the sands of time. Two hearts, not affected by the passing of time. Two antiques fashioned, by the hand of a true artistry. Two souls embraced forever, by the light of the Son. The love on display, to showcase it was the creation, of a masterful design. For even though time passes, the love still ageless. The beauty, likened to the essence of a perennial flower. Through every season has change, the love a perpetual bloom. A love endearing, two hearts enduring the test of time. Poetry in motion, moving a heart to create such emotions. This union, of heart and soul. A love story, time tested; playing so surreal. The love true, and so real. Our love song, now and forever, to be a timeless classic. Here I am, my love; to forever be the knight, shining gallantly. Whenever the night tries, to eclipse the beauty of your timeless light. Here will I wait, forever to be the place. Where time will surely stand still, for a love never ending. In my heart, the love is Timeless; living in the moment!

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When You, Encounter Deeper!

When, all is stripped away; to show a heart exposed. Though a convincing heartbeat, for love to be truly noticed; there also needs to be, a strong moving rhythm. What love is, not the same as; what love is, meant to becomes. To what, only the true breadth of love can reveal. My soul has come, but still becoming. You may not plan, to get so deep; but perhaps that’s the place, where a heart needs to be. To be the realization, but just realizing alone; will never make true sense. If a heart doesn’t also realize, what truly makes love take the breath? Longing, still nothing without needing. Not to breathe it all in, but why becomes the wait… to exhale? Love, something worth wanting; but, something special comes through the having. Love, comes to bless the heart. But every gift requires openness, for the true blessing to be attained. I never expected, to become deep. But, love will take you there. When you believe, the destiny to be predestined!

Through an act freely giving, the love flows like a deep moving river. Likened to a pebble, gracefully moving; without skipping a beat. Making the ripples become an effect, truly profound. To become the fall, into an unfathomable depth. Deep, calls you to know deeper. But, without the stepping out to go beyond; depth will never be realized. Love is a song, but a song in of itself… mere words. If the song in part, not a love profoundly true. It all comes, back to the heart. No one, can ever claim you made it; love. But, you have the opportunity to unequivocally proclaim; your heart truly knows, what makes love Divine. Some days, the heart feelings like a wheel. The day is rolling along, but then suddenly; your soul hits, a subtle bump in the road. Even, when the day seems winding; therein becomes a moment. To look deep within the heart, to search the soul… for deeper. More than a touch, what just moves, or deeply felt. When, the love becomes truly apparent? That’s when you have truly encountered, deeper!

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When Pen…

Your love, has such a way with my heart. Your love gives my heart the ability, to express what was buried deep within. It might seem, my heart has a way with words; but it’s not so. My heart is just the pen, Your love the ink. A crimson love, what flows endlessly. Words, captured by the heart; stirred up deep within. But first, my heart had to learn how to deal; with a wayward mind. So my soul could know how to pour out the love, within a heart… moved by words. When pen meets paper, love will forever be the story. A heart trying to write down, every single drop of the love. Within every stroke, love illuminated through words. Undeniable, the love never having to be questioned. Intentional, evident when the love resonates. My heart doesn’t need a ruler, straight and to the point; how depth of love is measured. I won’t to tip toe, around my insecurities. There’s nothing impressive in the writing, it’s the love that makes the story breathe; through a love deeply felt. A heart speechless, letting the love speak; through each word!

How deep is this love, the length, height, and breadth; beyond simple words. My heart watches in true amazement, how fear is just shadows; that doesn’t cast a single doubt. There’s vulnerability, in being broken. But love can never truly flow deeply, if the unknown is what becomes the focus. Forever changed, a heart and soul gelled within, love divine. Stop my heart, let Your love be the only thing; that moves my soul. Let the love within overflow, a heart sharing a thousand stories. Expand my heart, contract my soul; let every moment be breathless. Let every breath within my lungs, be a heart captivated by the overwhelming breadth. In my heart there’s life, Your love is what flows. If You were to ever remove the love, my heart would surely have nothing; worth writing about. As long as You live deep within, the love will never end. Every time when Pen, meets paper; may it be undeniably clear, the love… is You!

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What I Owe!

Every breath, I owe You my life. You weren’t under any obligation, my debit You paid. The love You showed, why You’ve won my heart. Your love, the open invitation; make my heart, Your forever home. When darkness was the prison, grace was the key. Your love the light, shining on me. Independence, the day; Your love validated my worth. My heart, will never withdraw; let Your love be, the only redeemer. My soul made a vow, to press into You. No retreat, the value; in the surrendered. Your love painted the perfect picture, but only in the drawing closer. Can a heart truly see what was in the creation. A soul was created, to reflect the true color of love. The heart a masterpiece, painted by a deep crimson love. My heart became indebted, freedom was in a name. I don’t ever want to be in the black, knee deep in the red; under the canopy of love. Even if I don’t see it, love is… working. Building me up, moving; underneath every breath. Redeeming, that’s the quality. Profitable, what this love is. Faithful, what You are. Excess love, ever increasing; when my heart learned how to trust. My fundamental commitment, no emotional withdrawals, and never doubt the love!

Your heart, doesn’t owe me anything; but Your love gives everything, my heart will ever need. Thank You, for letting my heart borrow against Your love. When it was a soul, deep in… borrowed time. Again and again, whenever my heart needed a friend; Your love never denied me… anything. How can I ever repay, when the cost was so great? The price paid, the debt forever forgiven. You made the sacrifice, so my soul could truly be free… to thrive. Kindness, the undisputed currency. So much greater, than silver and gold. What I Owe, can never be repaid. Give me forever, to show a truly grateful heart. Like sand through an hourglass, time will fade. But not the moments, my heart, and Your love… gets to cherish. At the end of days, it’s a higher return; when the reciprocal, begets the return. The love, all my heart. All the passion within, all the accumulated desire; what I give back. A heart once bankrupt, now redeemed by a choice made. A soul now in a place, positioned to go; from glory to glory. A heart in a place, where love is forever found, and mercy reigns. Tic, Tac, Whoo. Your love has positioned my heart, to forever be on the winning side… of greatness!

What I Owe, that my soul can define. But, my heart can’t seem to find the words; to make this be easily explained. It’s a conundrum, my soul calls this love a treasure. But my heart, knows it as such a priceless love; both equally true. I had options; invest, or live wild… but free? But my soul, didn’t want to miss out. It’s not about a prosperous future, but knowing the true… predestined destiny. My heart in a place, where fear has become absolutely powerless; in the here, and now. Within a river so deep, and so wide; within the endless overflow. Where you’re filled, with so much peace; hope forever found. Finding an overwhelming love again and again, and the depth untold. To know the breadth, and experience what it is. Where death has no hold, through an inherited release. Only, if my soul could truly put it into words? Truly come up with just one thing, to explain what my heart is struggling to articulate? Oh, that would be Amazing. So, where did I meet this extraordinary love; At the Cross. And, What I Owe, Everything… I am!

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I Can’t!

• Right up front I will let you know, this is a bit longer than usual. A part of the story, that was laid on my heart this week; to write and share. May it be a blessing, may it move you… closer to His heart!

For as far back as my heart can remember, I can see how God’s love; has been my refuge. Before my heart knew how to breathe, He was already my breath. Whenever my soul wanted to hide from the world, Hide and Seek; what the heart within a silent river, played day after day. My heart knew how to be quiet, but my soul restless; not yet knowing the stillness. But God, His love always knew; exactly where to find my heart. When my soul started the seeking; His love, what my heart found… every time. The heart of a child, didn’t yet know how to truly feel; but my soul, within an embrace. Why my heart can say, without any hesitation; I Can’t… do anything on my own. Every day is a fight, but never a struggle… for my heart. Even when my heart didn’t yet understand, my soul knew a long time ago; who I am, and who is the breadth. My heart can breathe, but I Can’t… take a breath; if not through His love!

He says I can do all things, but I know; only if His love… is what moves me. He says I’m a conqueror, but I couldn’t win a single battle; in my own strength. I can tell ten thousand stories, in my own words, but I still wouldn’t be able to move a single heart. If His love wasn’t the breath, breathing through each verse. I could repeat a thousand times; I think I can, I think I can. We can say all the right words, but it takes faith to believe… you can. When I stumble, I don’t have to worry about the fall. He died, so His love can show a heart… how to rise again. So many think, that I am so strong; but I tell you the truth. I would be truly weak, if His love wasn’t the power… that moves within. What can ever compare, to the greatest love; a heart will ever know?

Let me share with you, why iWirte. Why my heart is just the pen, His love forever the ink. About ten years ago, I had a moment, an encounter; a shift within my heart and soul. I was a Christian for twenty four years, doing everything asked of my heart. Head down, heart wide open; but the journey. One faithful step forward, only to see all the footprints; get washed away. A heart devastated, just like that little boy; a heart feeling so alone. But God, He took my heart; back through the pages of my life. To show, to reveal to my heart; the times when His love… never left me. That it was His love pulling me through, from what should have broken my spirit. You see, my praying grandmother made sure from I could walk; that God’s love, would be a part of my life. Even though He had a hold of my soul, I didn’t give Him my heart; until the age of fifteen. After giving my heart, the focused was just one thing; His love. My heart was so in love, but why not. Unbeknownst to the heart of a child, God was loving on my soul… for fifteen years!

I don’t believe in fairy tales, I trust in God. There is truly nothing in the world, I want, there’s nothing my heart will ever need; than this love. The search for love was over, the very moment I could clearly see. There’s a captivating love story, written on my heart. Why my soul no longer needs to hide, because my heart will forever seek. I Can’t, I Couldn’t, I Won’t, I Don’t… want to breathe, or even take a breath. If this love, is not what moves my heart. A textbook introvert, gave his heart. To receive sight, through an awoken soul. This love will always have my heart, for when I needed it the most; His love hovered. Creating within my soul, a deeper meaning to love. I Can’t do nothing; But, God Can… do it all. Joy, Hope, Peace, Strength; a Refuge. I Can’t even take credit, for who I am. His Story, His Voice; my heart; but His Love… within. Father, everything my soul has ever searched for, found complete… in You!

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Forever; The Dance!

Forever, what it seems like. Your love, my heart; this dance. As a child, I couldn’t yet recognize; it was an unfamiliar lyric. But even though my heart wasn’t familiar with the rhythm; Your love, was the song. The Lover of my soul, what You are. My first love, the ever last; the best love my heart has ever known. The love that stills, is the love that moves; soulfully. A slow waltz, a sweet lullaby; how Your love, won the heart of a babe. A heart trying to know love, a heart needing to understand true love. It was in the quietness, alone within the stillness of my soul; where my heart was held close!

But then, there was the coming of age; a boy to a teen. A heart held within an embrace, the slow waltz; turned into a slow dance. A heart beginning to know love, a love slowly breaking down the walls. There came a day, the day I invited You in; to dance forever. Young love, a teenage heart; but it was total surrender. Oh, Lord; You, me. A heart wide open, forever exposed. It seems like just yesterday, the summer of 2019; marks thirty four years. Your love, my heart; embraced in a forever dance. A heart learning how to trust, a soul now knowing what it truly is to be loved. Unconditionally, within a forever embrace. A heart forever moved, by the rhythm of Your love; dance with me!

But then, the lover of my soul; introduced my heart to another. A love so real, a dance partner to share the dance. How unselfish, how utterly thoughtful; to let my heart dance with another. It wasn’t a tap out, but a tap in… to a master plan. How two hearts become whole, through a slow dance; through a lifetime commitment. Oh turn the music up, this is my jam; You Are My Lady, dance with me. Oh girl, I see it in your eyes; your love dances, forever with my heart. Sweet lady, the lover of my soul; wants our love to dance, into forevermore. That love will always be first, the one true love; my heart has ever known. So Milady, are you truly willing; to be a part of this dance, share this heart of mine?

Lady, put your heart forever into my hands; and dance with me. I promise, this love will never be; just a song and dance, this love is forever. Let my love, play throughout your hearts and soul; ALWAYS, our forever song. God’s love is the candlelight, our hearts forever the flame. If we fan the flame, His love will light up our heart; to forever bask in the Afterglow. Lord, whenever I get lost for words, Your love doesn’t even have to say a word. Take me by the heart, dance with me forever. Let the world disappear, all I need to see; just Your heart. Words can’t even begin to express the feelings, this slow dance; this forever embrace!

Real Love, falling in love every time our hearts meet; the hold, that just won’t let go. A presence that leaves a heart breathless, forever swept away. Lord, lady; what we have here, it’s all I truly need, to know I’m loved. Small still whispers, how this love began. I will forever hold tight, Your love; I keep it close to my heart. During the business of my mind, my heart will always take moments to reflect. Lord, a quiet stroll through Your heart; how I get to in Your love. Every day, the dawn of every morning; it’s another embrace. A kiss upon my heart, then out into our Forever; The Dance, within my heart!

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Love’s Festive Reason!

Holiday Lights

Love’s festivities shine brightly, like a candle illuminating someone’s life. Its luminous charm brightens the soul, love wrapped with joy and warmth; beckoning you to its peaceful embrace. Enlightened goodwill extended to all, freeing hearts and souls to receive the gift of true love. The season’s reflective hue illuminating love as the reason, to forever create a festive ambiance. 

*** A collage of pictures I took over the last couple months. ***

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Sweet Dreams: Love’s Breathtaking Lullaby!

Would my soul, still be able to have sweet dreams, if my heart couldn’t feel your love, to singing my soul the sweetest lullaby? Love, every night, I lay my heart within your embrace, rest till I’m irrevocably awoken, by the breadth of attentive love. Sweet love, your weightless gravity is my breathless reality; a heart and soul tethered to your intuitive sway. How could my love’s resilience ever be dreamy, if its essence didn’t first move my soul ever so deeply? Love, tag you’re it, my truest desire; come find me, my heart forever lost within your wonder. Still my soul, takes my breath sweetly, capture my gaze with the beauty of your soft caress. My soul has come to know, the sweetest dreams are made of this!

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iTraded, Love!

  • iTraded Love my heart, so my soul could know the true breadth of its sublime.
  • iTraded Love my time, so my heart could devote to love my undivided attention.
  • iTraded Love my hands, so love will have the means to always take me by the heart; keep my soul now and forevermore… breathless.
  • iTraded Love my eyes, so Love could always peer keenly into the depth of my soul, take my breath to its deep places.
  • iTraded Love my thoughts, so all of my heartfelt contemplations would only be thoughts of love.
  • iTraded Love my soul, why would I ever need a soul, if love wasn’t the very reason my heart’s essence had a purpose?
  • iTraded Love my voice, so love could whisper into my soul; forever tell my heart I’m its joy.
  • iTraded Love my breath, but why not? I will just lose it again and again, the very moment it tugs my heartstrings.

Truth be told, I am who I am today because Love asked of my heart, let me be your Everything, and without hesitation; iTraded, all I am!

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Love, You’re the Reason!

Love, you’re the reason, the reason within my why,  

The reason I hope, reason within my dreams,  

Reason to my rhyme, why every day I smile,  

Knowing my faith will never be hopeless.  

Love, you’re the very reason why my heart spills,  

Reason why the breadth within my soul fills.  

You’re the air within my lungs, the gasp within my heart,  

You’re the reason, my soul never waits to exhale,  

You’re my every breath.  

You are the reason, my soul knows the essence  

Of your sublime peace. Your beauty is spectacular,  

The reason my breath gets taken, stolen moments  

Leaving my soul breathless.  

Love, do they even get it? You author the depth  

To my poetic verse, the very reason to my endless muse.  

You’re the reason, my heart knows joy begets happiness,  

And I have absolutely no regret, giving you full reign  

Of my heart and soul.  

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Resilience: Heart of a Champion

Life can sometimes come at you hard and fierce, making your heart think it’s in the fight of its life. So many of us have learned the art of a fighter, bob and weave. Pretend our soul floats like a graceful butterfly, all while trying to avoid its sting. Only to have life knock you down, taunt you with its subtle whisper; throw in the towel, I’m the greatest. But show life it’s profoundly underestimating your resilience, you know how to hold your own… heart, and rise up with fire in your soul. Sure, life may not allow you to catch your breath, some days; breathing seems optional. When out of nowhere, with a sucker punch, life knocks you to your knees. Your heart absolutely stunned, shook; life could mistake being on your knees as a sign of weakness. That’s where you find your most resolute strength, within the arms of your savior; who says, I’m in your corner, life isn’t going to defeat you, today. Get back in the fight, and tell life, is that all you’ve got? You’ve come at me with your best, put my heart to the test, but I’m still standing. Knowing how to take a punch, and still keep moving forward; the heart of a champion. Jab, jab, stick and move, bob and weave; show life, your heart and soul is in it to win it. Even if a low blow rocks your core, don’t abandon your values. Do a gut check, and vigorously contend for your peace of mind. Sometimes, all you need is a change in your heart’s perspective to know. Your soul isn’t in it to attain a meaningless title, your heart’s quest is acquiring an undisputed character. Life exists to be a worthy opponent, but it can’t defeat a heart who has learned its simple truth; life’s past triumphs don’t determine future victories, hope reinvigorates faith to overcome. Life best fought, with a surrendered heart!

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You Are, My Forevermore! 

You introduce the sunlight to the moonlight. You are a bright light, a twinkling starlight, shimmering within the twilight. You are my gravity, the weightlessness within my heart. You are the wind swaying my soul, you are my wings; making my confidence soar, like a lion my worth roar. You are the ocean, making my silent river deep. You are the depth, fathoming my deepest breadth. You are my every breath, my heart, my soul. You are the interpreter of my silence, advocate for my soul; you are the voice within me. At my best you see, at my worst you know; into me you deeply see, I need you. Intimacy alone doesn’t move you, my heart’s posture what proves you are. My well, of what my story tells, the words I write. You are the rhyme, every day; my reason, my breathless horizon. My forevermore, Love, You Are!

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