The actions speak of kindness, generosity, and grace.
The words echo thoughts of love, laughter, and embrace.
Spoken in the air we breathe. Brought forth on our path.
Magic of miracles in moments meant to last.
Expectations of all we shall recieve. Speak of hearts and love;
a greater kind of need. Fully embraced by the light of truth.
In another post I wrote about a heart shaped flower, and I mentioned seeing lots of hearts lately.
You may visit that post here: A Piece Of My Heart
I was ambling around the yard today with my camera in an attempt to receive inspiration. (Bonus the weather was hot with a mild breeze.)
I noticed the morning glory has grown into a rather attractive heart shape.
It causes me to reflect on the spiritual concept of oneness. As the larger heart is one heart containing many, unique, individual hearts. Ahh…
Yeah.
Anyway, more of that love shining in the world.
Love and blessings, 💕 Carrie
Please feel free to comment if you see, or have seen, any heart shapes.
Which reminds me: My son saw a hair band at the park that was lying on the ground in the shape of a heart. It was a bit yucky to have photographed, and my battery had died, your at least spared that detail. 😉 😏
Blessings again! ♥
In the Blessed moment be
The World of Love I do see
Cast in Light and Glory
For all who walk in Love are Free
In golden rays
we start our days
glowing bright
for all of us hold the key
to eternal light.
How can I take you seriously,
when you pull that face at me?
Eyes scrunched up, mouth askew, looking painful,
Laughing through.
My world lights up when I look at you.
Forever laughing. Skipping. True.
The sun tucked away
in glorious rose, violet, blues and greys.
It spoke of promises yet to be made.
As it drifted away. Sleep would come
to some. In the morning we would wake
to find the sun creeping up in golden shades.
Wake we must. Today we trust in what our world will create.
Washing us from sleep filled haze to a brighter, golden day.
The sun emerging
From behind the cloud
Casting light on us now.
Brought into this world.
Sparkling and brand new.
You needed no one,
but we needed you.
Your kind soul.
Your laugh and generosity.
Your quiet loud presence.
You often remind me
life is more pleasurable if we stop to play,
and we can continue to be lighthearted as we go about our day.
It always was this peaceful.
Quiet and calm.
It always was this perfect imperfect.
Knowing and known.
It always was a quiet depth.
Spoken of our fears.
Never was it harmful.
It always was our choice
to choose.
Love was always here.
sparkling bright and brilliant
the beams of heaven shone
brilliant gold and radiant
upon the only throne
which sat a saintly being
pointed ears
twitching tail
purring merrily
until the one who usually sat
came upon this being
the one was laughing quite heartily
the cat was lifted in the air
placed gently on the lap
of the one who sat there
