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#FWTR15- Message in a bottle As you opened this bottle, I hope the fragrance of my perfume remained, on the pages I've etched out for you in my final days. I pray that the scent rose from the sheets and flooded your senses with the memories that we had made. For all the things I forgot to say and when fate seemed to stand against us, I fought for you until the very end; but time caught up with me. The ghost of my memory, within this letter, longs for you in eternity. I will forever be tracing my fingers over your glow, as I wait for you, in the everlasting.
Today, Dare to Stare down the Things that scare you most....más
Today is your day! It's the gift you've been given. Be mindful of how you spend it, Appreciate all that you see. Breathe deep. Realize that you are an amazing creation, crafted by perfect hands.
The wind exhales through the trees the stories it aches to tell. I hung my chimes so i could listen by the wishing well. The air danced with breaths of life a joyful resonance so sweet; speaking softly in vibrations and tender melodies. As I lay beneath the trees, the whispers softly spoke in sparkles from my wind chimes of dreams I should invoke As I heard and received the thirsting from the wind my soul began to ache and crave the breaths of life again. The aspirations that I laid down I hungered for once more. In desperation I grab hold of fantasies that I adore.The wind exhales through the trees the stories it aches to tell. I hung my chimes so i could listen by the wishing well. The air danced with breaths of life a joyful resonance so sweet; speaking softly in vibrations and tender melodies. As I lay beneath the trees, the whispers softly spoke in sparkles from my wind chimes of dreams I should invoke As I heard and received the thirsting from the wind my soul began to ache and crave the breaths of life again. The aspirations that I laid down I hungered for once more. In desperation I grab hold of fantasies that I adore.
Distractions come in many forms Whether in people, thoughts or things. Decide who and what are your distractions. Conversly, figure out who you are a distraction to; you will know this by the way they treat and act towards you. Leave these things behind. Focus on the priorities of your life. Fix your eyes on the goal. Do not lose sight of why you've been called. Because mere distractions Will cause you to fall.
I stand before you broken and alone. Stripped of my dignity, down to the bone. Pierced through the heart of all I am. Yet in my shattered pieces, you make me whole again.
In this world, I wonder why is love so scarce? Are people so numb or have they never experienced, a love so fierce, that for them was pierced. And chase's them down with reckless pursuit. Not for lust or self fulfillmet but To express pure passion beyond Our imagination. A love that sacrificed heaven for hell To become a body so weak and frail Bled and died For us he cried Even though we denied He still willingly was crucified To save our lives. If only one would abide He says it was worth the price.
A souless voice From an empty heart With shattered words That tear you apart Speaks only in lies and Deceiving ways To rip you open And destroy your faith.
Chasing after pieces scattered on the ground Like a puzzle that's never complete or living in silence out loud A constant tug of war A battle that never ends Placing fragments that just don't fit or living among the dead Wandering and seeking for fulfillment That only comes from YOU.
Every moment of my life, I want to live out loud. I want to capture the memories of each moment experienced, in my heart and soul and being. I want to feel desire and l be desired at the deepest levels that two souls can reach. I wish to whisper to the world sometimes with just a simple smile. I desire to shout of love with the depth of my eyes and scream from mountain tops of passion that tears your soul in two but somehow leaves you more complete than it found you. I thirst to tiptoe through fields of daisies and hear their whispers on the clouds that hang low and are filled with glorious dew drops for the dawn of daybreak. I want dance by wishing wells to the melody of wind chimes and sit in solitude beside you under trees that breathe of love's true voice. I want to know that at the end of it all I brought you love beyond measure and made your life complete simply by being the one who sat quietly beside you through it all.
Will you walk with me in the search for glory? Will you take my hand questing for our story? Will you stand beside me when the way gets hard? Will you remain close when the path turns dark? If we do this walk together, we are assured one thing; a soul that abides, through tough times is a cherished one for keeps.
In the center Of the deep I hear your voice Calling me Quietly reminding Who you created Me to be