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Written on September 25, 2023

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Feeding the soul glimpses of grace, Treasured hope and lasting light, feelings Forever penetrating the soul who knows… Love is like the most beautiful star, glowing Always showing its intentions, bound by emotions Yet colored in hues of the most tender dreams, Flowing compassions and whispering empathies, Desperate to be heard between the roaring Past and the sickening dread of what we never shared…. Our hearts still and hush the wistful wind, blowing Like the enchantment of a melody, forcing Through the melancholic threads of recession, Ever bending into the miracle of the chrysanthemum Elaborate gestures embracing the blushing tones, Sighing through the laughing lavender and brilliant bolds, Gold singing its flickering ways through the brooks Joy composed from hope and faith, forever praising The worship of lasting grace, ever chancing miracles Ablaze in the flames of autumn’s abundant gatherings… Wherever we go, there is the beautiful glimpse Treasured by the eye who sees past awkward twilight Into the vacant thoughts of those who need to hear Yes, love is here, love is rising with the aspiring heart, Love is alive in the feelings that decide between Yearnings and forgetting and releasing the senses With songs playing back the music to you and me, Gentling the feelings who hold the sense of peace – Reassuring – warming like the secret in the cloudless Skies, the foggiest storms, the faith that was born… When I murmur about heavy dreams, trembling with smiles Forbidding the night to leave behind its shadowy dusk, Promising the wind to fight its way through the oaks, Through emerald seas of pine, laurel and serenity Faded luxury of moments combined with everlasting Sensitivity, magnificence in showers of laughter, Erasing the mystery with the chance to learn what it means To see glistening hopes wearing soothing quiet, Revealing the wonderful inside a rose’s pale silhouette, Breaking through the petals, dewlike trails haunting Each breathe, each longing, each dwindling kiss of yesterday’s Awe inspiring perfection, the marvelous in forever…. When we will always be together, Him and me, The One who died on a tree, Three days passed, then He rose to show the world What it means to love without expectations, With everything – all the love there is, He reminded the world what it means to give, What it means to live and what it means to forgive… He reminded each soul that there is a love Beyond describing, forever surviving the doubts, The pain, the grief, the sins that were shattered…. When He gave His life, He ended all strife that comes From fears of dying, fears that are surely lying… Because in the end, we begin again… in the heavenly realms, Where He is ever there, giving hope to each prayer, Silencing the doubts, reassuring the spirit that forever and always… There is life after death, life that has been blessed…. By the One who lived and died and came back to remind After we leave this life, we’re forever with the One so alive That He is like the very air we breathe, the grace we seek… He is the One who reassures hearts they are loved, Comforts those who grieve and lifts souls in need… He is the One who brings hope to the impossible, faith To the unbelieving, love that trembles with what is more beautiful Than any dream, any desire, any ambition… this love is filled with peace That comes to those who believe in the One we should seek When our hearts are afraid, when our hurts ache, When there is only shame and disgrace… He remains the way where there seems to be no way He is the second chance when ever chance has consumed He is the reason I can say… this love grows more abundant With each passing day, comes more love than I can hold, More love than I can show – it’s love that lives inside my soul Because of HIM, the ONE WHO MADE ME WHOLE!

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