Easier

Imagine if everything were easy. Imagine if every problem had an easy solution; if every question had an easy answer. It seems that the easiest things flow through the vains and enter the heart, giving us a steady beat. Now, we are getting somewhere. Life...

What is this that surrounds us everyday? The problems, discussion, full on action of destruction; things that matter to the eye that is sore in advance. For once I wish we all saw light in the same shade. I wish that it were easy for the color blind folk like myself, to identify the true beauty in another’s favorite color. In that is pure passion. Love...

The easiest things are done after the participation of practice. The often said saying comes to mind; “Practice makes perfect.” But does it? Not at all, practice makes us better, to facilitate the task at hand. Using our mind to extract what is in and on our hearts is never the way to go. It fails to tell the epic novel that we utter. It fails to give meaning to why we feel the way we do. This is not a station of false hope nor a change in direction. Yet, it is a path that has brightened up and a new way to look at things. Seek...

More than enough times, you, the reader have seen me write about delicate love and my experience. A risk is but a chance to become richer. Without it, we are set up for poor value. Like me, if you the reader have nothing to lose, then take full contact of your chances and risk and make mountains out of it. You will soon learn that it is the chances you take that make the highest mountain the easiest to climb. May you live a life of love that seeks true blessings. For it is the blessing that takes our spirits to a higher place in the end. Heaven...

As for myself, I have to live for me. As for the one I dearly love and cherish no matter the circumstance or situation, she must live for herself as well. May she dance among the highest and prettiest star. It’s all in her middle name. By faith, I believe God will bless me with her touch again and soon that heavy heart of hers will beat on mine. I pray for a voice, may it be hers, that tells me, this way is EASIER...