Your Own Reservation

As Mother Teresa words Echo with in My Mind. So,"You can not save The World,Then save Just One." This is not about Me Anymore My Friends,indeed. It is about the Existence of To Be or not To Be... It is All about You and Your Own Foot work deep inside. Where A Human Heart truly beats repeatedly and harps to reside. I can hear You crying in deep Mercies of agony and defeat. When shallow no longer exist between Our true Minds in the depth of Heat. Never knowing what or how to serve You in times of need. Standing right next to You as You see Your terrors Bleed... The Only thing that We control is;Us Ourselves... Pulling Our Heads from beneath The reprehended Clouds... Work hard on You My Friend and do not let the fear over ride Your Faith. For You will find the thing that You hated most are full of Grace... For fear and faith can not exist in that same hurtful place of chance. It is Your Own Self-willed desire that will forever change Your Own Glance... As I stretch this to Your Hand;A Garden will unfold upon Your Heart. In one instance of Hope to repel a spell that whispers from deep with-in to start. Open Your Doors and Plead for Help and let All hear You cry out... No longer will You feel loneliness,Selfish Desire,or even doubt... In that motion of remorse it is God holding the Other Hand... Looking behind Your footprints in The taunted minds in Your Own Land. Weep no more My weary Friend and never feel like it is an end. For Life is The Portal to Eternities Heaven for We All are destined to descend. The options may not be apparent but choice is offer to those that listen to wear it. It is like a policy condition to appease You Own Personal Kit... For just to accept Our Holy Son in Gods Graces as Our Sire... For God created You with All His Passions and desires. Your word needed here and now is not My Own created Plan. Swallow All of this well and adjust The Digestion before it drowns Your Glands. It is Your Plan My Dear Child to comprehend and learn with style. After All One lit the match of Our Lives Perfect Beginning like Your Smile.. Walk into Your Own Garden to Behold The Center were You look... It is most likely A Pathway that You skip or have forgot to book. As We live and attempt to grow grey and Old. Only an unblemished Heart of innocence will repair Your heart to Gold. Get Selfish if that is what it takes to see Your Own destination on Your Plate. For Inspirations to last belief has to stand behind an open minded new slate. Never forget I saw You standing their and that I truly care as You commit. For Every Commitment that You can honor guides devotion to its heights lit. There will stand a single Flower with essences of Love and Your scent of Power... Bloom not against the wind ever;for like a Butterfly You will flutter and then soar. Growth is Acceptance being brought to Your knee When You Pray more... The visit on Earth may be bitter or sweet or both to accomplish My Friend... The Choice of A Happy Ending is Yours to commence and send. For The Perseverance is Your Own Reservation that We respect as Precious Wills. To All The Unnecessary Grief, Drama, Madness,and hurtful words in place still... I used a Quote Mother Teresa.The word Game was word of Achievement that give You as an Individual the abilities to work on Your Own inside job...The Key to Game being inner Happiness... Proverbs: 1.)The Only thing We control is; Us Ourselves. 2.)The options may not be apparent but choice is offered to Those that listen to wear it. 3.)Bloom not against the wind ever;for like a Butterfly You will flutter and then soar.