Lost Between Forever & Always©

Love

Meandering through the malaise of what could have been

Dodging word-wars hurled in fiery exchanges

Delicate foreskin of its fortitude penetrated

Breaking down its defenses

Love

Wandering brokenly

Unsure and afraid

Not finding its way

Lost somewhere between forever and always

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Listen To Your Heart©

In the moments when you’re still, you’ll win
Quiet the noise—the distractions—within
That’s when the listening of your heart begins

Listen to your heart, it’s calling to you
Listen to your heart, it’s telling you what to do
Listen to your heart, it’s giving you the better view

Other voices are loud
Silence every sound
It’s the virtue best bestowed

Listen to your heart, it’s your spiritual guide
Listen to your heart, take your intellect on the ride
Listen to your heart, it’s the place where God resides

Listen to your heart

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Snappy One Liners #5: Right Love

Doing something a little different this week. No poetry. No prose. Instead I’ll be posting a series of snappy one-liners that are as good as a mouthful like:

Love isn’t forced, if s/he’s wrong for you, s/he can’t love you the right way.

You may also like previous posts in the series: #1Change, #2Be YOUniquely You, #3Know You, #4New Day New Way


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Blessed Assurance©

Dear God

When I say You are my Provider — You say my needs are met

When I say You are my Protector — You say my path is prepared

When I say You are my Rock, my Banner, my Strong Tower — You say I am sustained and I am protected

When I say You are my Healer — You say I am healed, restored, made whole

When You say You are my EVERYthing — I know I have EVERYthing I need


After-word: At first I titled this piece “When I Say…When You Say”. But, the more I dwelt on the meaning of the words I penned the more it resonated in my spirit: to believe what God says, even in the absence of its revelation, requires certainty and confidence—that’s assurance! I borrowed from Fanny Crosby’s beautiful timeless hymn, “Blessed Assurance”. Assurance means to be certain and confident, free from doubt. Blessed assurance is a holy or sacred confidence—not in us, but in what God says we are and what we have in Him. This should gives us an unshakeable-certain-free-from-doubt relationship with God.


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When It’s Right©

When it’s right

—you won’t be the only one giving your all

—you won’t have to wait for a text or a phone call

—you’ll give and receive love with no fear

—you’ll want to help each other grow in the life you share

—what’s offered on the relationship menu is aligned to what your relationship appetite desires

—your best friend, your confidante, your cheerleader and supporter are all wrapped up in your partner

When it’s right

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Love Jones©

… yeah, she gotta love jones—for him:

It’s the handsome way he stands out in a crowd

Strong muscular features that complement

Chiseled angles of caramel-toned face

Perfectly-formed brows arched protectively over

Pools of dark-brown eyes

Eyes that glitter with mischief, laughter and delight

Or, could it be nose gently protruding

Above the sensuous pout of full-contoured lips

A confident inviting smile that draws her into him

Into the warmth of strong yet gentle hands

Skillful, knowing fingers that caress

Square-cut shoulders trimmed by slim, vibrant waist

Thighs and legs and feet which knowingly retake

The path to her

‘Cause he too gotta love jones—for her

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Heart Story©

Part I

Once upon a time in the land of hearts

Happy hearts glided along the cloud nine express

While enchanted hearts delightfully soared on ecstasy rockets

One lonely heart crouched down, despair concealed in the heart-break corner

Away from the buzz of new-found love

She diligently works to put herself back together again

This time the herding of broken pieces is faster

Gathering this and tending that piece

Taping here and sewing there

Patching the hole where hurt took his piece

Muttering self-promises never to be so trusting

Whispering reassuring-cautions this ne’er again would be

Fear by fear she laboriously builds a wall of protection, impenetrable

Heart-break sensors affixed at every crevice

Armed with warning codes, she sits—poised, ready to block the next hurt

Part II

Along comes he to the land of hearts, looking for a heart able to love him

One that’s been broken and mended

One that’s been where he considers familiar ground

And there she was—stoic, wrapped protectively in her bubble of safety

Armored behind a self-imposed wall of protection

Eyes slowly rising to the intensity of his penetrating gaze

And he greets her—sawu bona—I see you

I see you in your love

I see you in your affection

I see you in your soul

You mean everything to me

Heart meets heart, souls collide

And she greets him—sikhona—I am here

I am here in healing radiating from the heart

I am here in spirit of sharing, revealing, receiving

I am here in recognition and revelation of giftedness

Part III

Heart meets heart like mirror to mirror reflecting

Heart door once shut tight, reopening

I see you!

Light—leading her heart through the darkness of hurt spaces

Air—breathing hope, filling her with newness of love

Touch—reigniting senses, creating a world she merely dreamed of

Teach her to once again see beauty in feelings

Because you see me, I am here!

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