Return
It's hard to face the Truth and Harder still to believe It.
To know yourself is to know your truth then freedom will mean something to you.
Return to yourself is a return to the innocence of your soul, for your soul is pure love, the image of our Father.
The only moment that matters is now, if you live in this moment you live in eternal Love.
Artistry, in whatever form it takes, is the soul expressing itself with pure love, which is a beautiful testament to who we are.
When life is Love
Then Love becomes Life.
If you speak then speak with Love.
If you listen, listen with Love.
Kindness is the act of Love.
Sacrifice is the ultimate Love for another.
When I bow with hands over my reverent heart,
my soul releases pure emotional Love.
I then cry as my tears nurture this new Life.
I tenderly hold on to this new beautiful gift.
Journey deep into your imagination
only to realize that it's real.
And through fear and into the darkness
comes the truth of unimaginable pure
light dancing with darkness to make your reality
Copyright © Dexter Greener | Year Posted 2024
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