Guide

Be Swift Darling

Be graceful with the intelligence God has given you

be swift with wisdom

and understanding with the passion all bestowed upon your heart

let the path guide you

as you stumble and are weak

let the calling lift you up

let your passion illuminate your joy

let the flame grow in the wind

for a candle can set fire to a field and can only grow with the wind of opposition.

those who have opposed you cause you more growth than those who watch as a passion consumes a heart.

Cupid – VIDEO

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She was putting stars in my soul

With her tender words

My mind could not withhold

All the emotion I had felt…

-the sincerest

Sand

I use to call you my ocean, primarily because it was your name. But realistically you shared the characteristic. Vast, silent, deadly, gorgeous, mysterious, deep, intriguing, captivating, ferocious, breathtaking, dark, bright, clear, emotional yet powerful. One of the only things I have ever called breathtaking. Sure lots have sailed the ocean and viewed the ocean. But non have been as lucky as I. To be covered but never drowned, captive but never afraid, held but never crushed this is why I call you my ocean. So many shipwrecks I do not know of, but I will search them out… To know my mysterious Sea… At first you hit me like a 20 foot long wave that was 10 feet tall. 410 tons of force crash upon me. But now all 1.37 billion cubic feet of the ocean has crashed down upon me and claimed me as a victim. There is no wreckage or ship to be found. For I was a swimmer lost at sea, comforted by the whispers of the sirens, and rocked to sleep by the waves. I did not want to go back to shore. Here I now lay pulverized by the sheer weight of what love was, i have been caught in the waterspout of the powerful heart, pushed to the bottom of the ocean and am now the fine sand under your feet scattered across our world…


The story of a boy in the ocean.