Personal Introduction/
In this story we will discuss love while using pictures, I will make the story a reflection of all the pictures I see on the post of my Maven. I think I got every photo, I tried to highlight the words but they did not ...carry on in this message. good night I am tired, enjoy!
Story/
"In a map, that shows countries near and far, I am sure there is a broken heart out there somewhere surrounded by hands of many color of many people. We understand that love knows no limit; love is the surrounding of black babies on the back of a black father. Love is the pride the loin shows to his lioness. Love is the touching of crossed hands held up high giving praises to the mighty God Allah.
Story/
"In a map, that shows countries near and far, I am sure there is a broken heart out there somewhere surrounded by hands of many color of many people. We understand that love knows no limit; love is the surrounding of black babies on the back of a black father. Love is the pride the loin shows to his lioness. Love is the touching of crossed hands held up high giving praises to the mighty God Allah.
When we open our hearts to love we allow the wings of blue butterflies to flutter from hands of lights to rescue lost souls from a lonely boat which no longer floats or moves with the tides. Like a moth attracted to the flames of many candles of colors love can be blind. However, as blind as love can sometimes be, we see love in shadows of women and silhouettes and rainbows of colors. Don’t allow your love to float away like colorful balloons let go from loose hands. Allow the sun of many shapes and a moon of a distance night to touch your heart like the love and peace formed from unity within the book of palms 133.
Our thoughts of love grow in minds that flourish like flowers attached to brains that need nourishment like colorful roses that if not loved and cared for will die as a dark red rose which gets no light. As Jill says love…slipped down my chin … and landed….. on my bowl of berries and seeded watermelon. Love is humor just waiting for laughter. love can be calming like a bald eagle perched on a lonely branch waiting for the virtual flowers to turn into real ones.
Love goes around and comes around like the star studded world which spins on its axles. Scientists try to find the real Jehovah and not The Hova. Dude is a supa star rapper who can take a hand holding virtual leaves and make it in to a meaningful hip hop song, which can depict the non love and the non justice for children who march for hearts holding hearts of red and blues on the 20th of November in 2010.
Love can rip out your soul but we can see your light showing bright even as the pain you feel is replaced by a glow that takes over and renews the you that plain face we see will become a Maven of color."
~ Emma Kent
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