Time uses the gears of fruition;
Tending to stories of growth,
Marking your years with tenacity and pride,
Sourcing the integrity we hide
Be fruitful and turn your dreams, into reality.
The wild pheasant’s-eye
Lure of Spring Is calling;
The early flowering bud
Delights in love,
and renders forgiveness possible,
There’s no time like Spring.
When life’s alive in everything,
Before new nestlings sing,
And the promise
of their strong wings soar,
Growing with heart
There is no time like Spring.
Frost-locked winter is thawed;
Drips the soaking rain,
Seeds, roots, and stones of fruits,
Young grass springs on the plain,
and life is truest;
There’s no time like Spring.
Let friendships caress your destiny,
By Waving hello to the freedom of your heart,
Open this opportunity to love and be loved
Only this will mend your world
A fountain of promises
Can be disguised as a thunderous wave of an ocean,
Taking away what we love and scarring us for life,
Only tragedy awakens the most genuine trust
A remarkable Favor awaits you
Hold onto this passion that moves
And consumes every zealous desire behooving you,
Until time speaks no more,
Wave your white flag and surrender to the clairvoyance guiding you
Embrace this richness,
As if,
Sewing with the last thread on the Spool,
And be Courageous while uncovering every
Beautiful Charming Entourage you have,
It could lead you
To the doorway of Excellence
And Introduce you to a bogart’s dream
You never know,
That thread could turn to Gold!
The winds move freely
The whispers of angels are singing
Time moves us to thoughts of winning
In a world so full of posture
A glimmering decimal of hope lay stray
Upon the hand that may
Tug at you for this and that
How is it you have such
Presence with the months
That stare down into your soul
As you achieve all that you believe
With the touch of glitter
Of the fairies that are dancing
Around your very own fire
Let your desires shine into the light
And never forget that your sight
Is such from the highest almighty
The Wind
The wind takes me beyond
What I can see
It pushes and excels me
And sends me into captivation
It purely reaches
The most tender places
And exists to press in me
What passions live
And I lean in
Hoping it soars my
Allegiance
To honoring
My dignity
Falling into prelude
This is who I am
And I melt into it
as it holds me
to higher limits
Time spills and puddles
The scene
such harmony is brought
to caress a tale
one that distills
and permeates
through the air
the light Is shown
as you wear your smile
let this next day
say to you
how marvelous
and true
to your spirit
you are
and let your rays
funnel your being
as you are running
to achieve
and believe
in something we cannot see
Ever-lit
The clock ticks
The dawn rises
The day approaches
The clock ticks
The moon rises
The stars show
The clock ticks
Time listens
The ducks sit in a row
The clock ticks
Tales are told
The light glistens
From the torch
Is this Brilliance
Or is it just magic
Fulfilling the empty with many
And caring through infinity
Brings to sorts the reason
For more
And instills the sanctity in handling
And medling through life
Reaching for something beyond
What we can see
I touch divinity
And follow my way
Through the seas of
Entrepreneurship
By marking my spot
And handing in my wand
To defeat my failures
And press on with sailing my way
Through what billows
Never stopping only relying on
My past
Circumvents my necessities to
Relieve my pain and suffering
From the forgiveness
That seems astute to me
Reminding me to caress my soul
and leave it to what snows so white
beyond my control
so I rest with tuning into my best
and the less of me can sleep
for good
and I put away my shame
and conquer my feats
Motivation
She pushes and succeeds
So true to her needs
Is encouraging herself
Becoming one within
Her soul reaches and achieves
Spirituality and brings
A new format to deliverance
She shouts and screams
“I can do better!”
And never gives into failure
Her dreams include
Never resting
Always checking her best
And suits her desires
To renew
The love that formed in her chest
With accomplishing her hopes
And manifests in her will
Is her triumphant escape
Into infinity with bliss
As she wins her next feat
She lays with courageous
And plays with her own tune
She is the masterpiece
Of an encouraging
settlement
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