Music of the Heart: An invite to venture out to where I have never been before, could terrify and confuse and even blur an open door. A night of exploring something, new could put a different light on what is true. But then a night of risking a step toward love could end up in what I have only recently risen above. Or this invite could just be, the key to changing everything for me.

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One Moment in the Fire: How would it look to live immersed in the fire of this living book, with eyes like a lamp? How would it renew the heart being focused on the treasure that seals one with the holy stamp? How would it be to live by this hidden truth, ready to reap the benefit of this hidden fruit? How would it strengthen one's determination to run this race, leaning into the anointing and not lose face? How would it change the times we live in if we begin to see: his love become a wide-open door.... and an his spirit as an eternal key?

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One Winters Love: We met, in the midst, of seasons change Not knowing if our friendship would rearrange. Into something cherished, like freshly fallen snow. And now that it has, it’s become clear we need to commit to what we’ve found here. To make it more than a season of love, by submission to each other and God above.

 

Open Skies: The scent of the sea is on my heart as I walk a quiet beach at high tide. Watching the foamy waves move in and out across my feet. Looking to the horizon and the feathery clouds, I am led to a place where hidden seashells and sand crabs abide. Lifting my spirit to rise like an eagle in the open skies, I hear a train in the distance which fills me with delight. Releasing the sound of the ocean as it comes crashing upon the shore.  Releasing me to such a place of quiet, opening my heart to enter an open door. To an inspired place of beauty that is like nothing, I have known. Hidden and yet right in front of me, full of pearls to be sown.

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Out on a Limb: Next, come on, move it along, quit loitering that way. Can I help you? I am not going to beg! Hey, you just ran that basket into my leg, but it's ok. Hi, how are you? Oh, you too! Do you promise that tomorrow won't be this way? I don't know what to say. Phone calls, intercoms, too long of a break. Let's go home and leave it all here along with the ache.

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Rainbows End: The rainbow in my soul sparkles in the light. Each color moves with harmony in a myriad of brilliance that is unto his delight. Creating a place of refuge, a hideaway in the storm meant for the weary traveler, its magic takes a new form. Lighting a path of mystery and healing all that come near. This rainbow has an impact on any who would let go of fear.

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Robins Nest: Under the protection of your love, there is a part of me that no one ever sees. A place, I can not reach on my own, that longs to be set free. An underlying mystery with the potential to unfold. A place that calls to me from deep within. While at the same time, I see it's full of passion, and that keeps me hoping for the day when all things are made new. And so all I sit here reflecting on what brought it close, this time hoping once again that it will stay insight a little longer and its treasures will be more defined.

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Runway Five: Thrown off course by a wild storm, circling but never finding the runway. Hit by crossfire and bob-wire life’s complexities rise, and rainbows disappear. With no time to get warm, one could lose out on all that matters in a flash fire. With no notice, another goes astray, until love comes to direct one's steps within. Building one's confidence in what really matters is honest communication between two friends.​​​​

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Spring Alert: Within each of us is a garden to hold the smallest of dreams. Those special little joys and thrills; that make hard times less than what they seem. Revealed in a garden far beyond our comprehension, a place of untold wealth. To some, it may hold the magic of a rainbow, or the balance of another’s love, or simply the value of good health. To others, it may be the sight of cherry blossoms in the early spring, or maybe it is the beauty the sunset brings. For me, it holds all this and more, for it’s the quiet place where love keeps an open door. 

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