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Written on January 19, 2025

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Melodies, breathless as foggiest daybreak healing all my heart’s restlessness releasing the song, pure as the gentlest stream washing away the distance between happiness and pain, correcting the silence so beautiful reigns cleansing the darkness with the hope from a glistening star, a moonlit autumn the wonder of winter’s thoughts blessings so alive, they tremble with delight measuring the cries of a purpose between knowing what is wrong, what is right whose love glows like the purity of a rose colored in dew, startled and new a miracle and proof that the heart is true, the spirit can decide between the darkness and light, the glimmering stars who live so far, seeking to reveal what it is that love conceals… the rising of the moon, singing her lovely tune, the song riding the shadows through the twilight graceful and promising the soul wherever love stills the voice, an unbroken word, an inkling of all that’s been spoken through the winds of laughter, the singsong breath, glowing in the ever after feelings like rain, erasing the melancholy risking the ocean’s laughter soothing and calm, like the prayer of summertime reminding the soul why forever is in changing lights softly playing, a gentle breath erasing the guitar’s ache so that, beneath the joy and pain there lie seeds of heartfelt grace, nourishing the endless leaves falling from laughing trees, in forests wise and warm, stirred to life by threads of allegiance I’ve known. The moments are like tender prayers, sought by hearts who truly care remembered in the still where light falls in hesitant flames blushing like the music of dew drenched mornings when the stars realize night has gone and the ache of richest dreams rise through the lavender leaves, and stones seem to see beyond the faded histories, written by imaginations in creative journals, embraced by the mystical streams, flowing beyond the hearts who still see the music, so graceful and at peace rising in the night, revealing the soul’s light forsaking the past with its angelic mist telling the spirit all the poetry is like a scent, a prayer, a burst of feathery sun breaking through the cold, the clouds in wistful cries, leaving the old setting fires of fresh love… distant stillness, a hush so kind and so buzzing with life still so the paint might dry but it never will as the hesitant prayers speak to God, who always hears in His astounding way like the heart who never dies because, with love He decides – eternity for the one who abides in the presence of His smile, where joy is like a light and grace never fades into night where the hope is ever a guide and the music sings in angel’s voices just make the right choice, to hear the heart of love, the promise that comes to those who know happiness is more than a word it is the raining of fireflies the trembling of the silence aglow the sigh of faith and unending grace the knowing One who is more clever than the sun – He is the love for evermore, for every soul the love that lasts throughout more than a fantasy – as the dreams pass through the soul and His love kindles a warmth that will never let go the glow shudders and shivers sending light in glistening sighs He is the love that combines notes of fire with endless to inspire a gentle journey through paradise where He provides everlasting life – eternity’s light the sound of each poem I write in His gracious smile – never can a fantasy arouse through its illusion the peace that is so real, make-believe holds no appeal the fantasy a weak pretense, when it is God you finally see – sending His love to the soul who believes singing His love through the winds and the trees seeing that love is the music we breath!

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