This post is dedicated to the ones I hold close to my heart, my family, to the one who guard my heart, my friends. Most of all, I dedicate this to you my brother, you have been in my mind of late and this is my hearts way of reaching out to touch yours. The words I love you is not close to what I feel inside my heart for you.
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As each century turns,
many men are inspired by great and powerful leaders.
They inspire thousands upon thousands of minds into their causes.
They have the uncanny ability to inspire the minds of men
into acts of cruelty and brutality towards their cause.
Each victory forges them closer ..... and closer.
Until they feel bonds of kinship.
Then of brotherhood.
Then that of family.
What these poor souls do not realise,
is that there is no other bond that that of your own family.
There can be no other love that can be broken or tested.
Those that we choose to inspire us are reflections of what we are.
And perhaps what we hope to have or achieve.
What I choose to follow is that of my heart.
In my heart I hear the calling of the One True God.
Although at times I feel that these calls test my hope.
They very faith and essence that makes me who I am.
Time and again,
I find myself in so many pieces
that despair threatens to overcome me.
My strength nowhere to be found
as I crawl among the ruins of my soul.
Desperately grabbing the broken shards of my heart
and piecing them back together again.
All hope has left me.
With only pain and despair shadowing my pitiful attempts
at piecing myself together again.
It is at this time that I find the love of my family.
A cool balm that gives me strength.
Like a cool breeze,
I feel the unwavering love of the one who holds the other half of my heart.
I find comfort in the love of those I call friends.
As I desperately strain my ear to the calling inside my heart.
I know that despite it all I hear Him.
Despite my weakness,
I fight to follow His calling.
Despite the pain,
In a thousand and one pieces or whole,
I crawl towards Him.
I may not know how long until He calls me
and I find Him with arms wide open to welcome me....
Until then, I gather what hope I have.
Until He feels that I am ready.
Until then ....
I choose with my mind, heart and soul wide open.
To be inspired by these great and powerful people that I call my family
.... and the one who holds my heart safe within the walls of his own heart.
I choose them as my inspiration and my strength,
because they have loved me with no reservations.
No questions asked.
Deserving or not of their love,
they continue to love me.
I choose them to inspire me.
I choose them to inspire my mind towards hope
Towards acts that involve a forging of both my mind and soul
into something so beautiful that there are no words to describe its effect.
Because other than the love that is given by Him.
There is no other love that I can find in the people I too, hold close to my heart.
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To my dearest Ed, as I wrote this, you were not just in my mind but I felt your presence enveloping me in my heart. I have not told you how much you inspire me and I hope that I too inspire you. Without your love I would not be living a life so full of meaning, without your inspirations to guide me, I would not be carrying this lightness I feel in my heart.
I have no words except to say I love you. No other words to thank you for your continued inspirations except 'thank you'.
With love,
Your sister.
© msphreak 2013
********
As each century turns,
many men are inspired by great and powerful leaders.
They inspire thousands upon thousands of minds into their causes.
They have the uncanny ability to inspire the minds of men
into acts of cruelty and brutality towards their cause.
Each victory forges them closer ..... and closer.
Until they feel bonds of kinship.
Then of brotherhood.
Then that of family.
What these poor souls do not realise,
is that there is no other bond that that of your own family.
There can be no other love that can be broken or tested.
Those that we choose to inspire us are reflections of what we are.
And perhaps what we hope to have or achieve.
What I choose to follow is that of my heart.
In my heart I hear the calling of the One True God.
Although at times I feel that these calls test my hope.
They very faith and essence that makes me who I am.
Time and again,
I find myself in so many pieces
that despair threatens to overcome me.
My strength nowhere to be found
as I crawl among the ruins of my soul.
Desperately grabbing the broken shards of my heart
and piecing them back together again.
All hope has left me.
With only pain and despair shadowing my pitiful attempts
at piecing myself together again.
It is at this time that I find the love of my family.
A cool balm that gives me strength.
Like a cool breeze,
I feel the unwavering love of the one who holds the other half of my heart.
I find comfort in the love of those I call friends.
As I desperately strain my ear to the calling inside my heart.
I know that despite it all I hear Him.
Despite my weakness,
I fight to follow His calling.
Despite the pain,
In a thousand and one pieces or whole,
I crawl towards Him.
I may not know how long until He calls me
and I find Him with arms wide open to welcome me....
Until then, I gather what hope I have.
Until He feels that I am ready.
Until then ....
I choose with my mind, heart and soul wide open.
To be inspired by these great and powerful people that I call my family
.... and the one who holds my heart safe within the walls of his own heart.
I choose them as my inspiration and my strength,
because they have loved me with no reservations.
No questions asked.
Deserving or not of their love,
they continue to love me.
I choose them to inspire me.
I choose them to inspire my mind towards hope
Towards acts that involve a forging of both my mind and soul
into something so beautiful that there are no words to describe its effect.
Because other than the love that is given by Him.
There is no other love that I can find in the people I too, hold close to my heart.
********
To my dearest Ed, as I wrote this, you were not just in my mind but I felt your presence enveloping me in my heart. I have not told you how much you inspire me and I hope that I too inspire you. Without your love I would not be living a life so full of meaning, without your inspirations to guide me, I would not be carrying this lightness I feel in my heart.
I have no words except to say I love you. No other words to thank you for your continued inspirations except 'thank you'.
With love,
Your sister.
© msphreak 2013
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