Tag Archives: Deep Love

To bonds tight and warm…


Baby’s Gratitude

Nestled in Mom’s arms

Latched on as to my life’s source

Warmed and fed I am


One of my Val gifts…our connection

Lover’s Journey

Beyond buddies we

Blossom cuddles and puddles

Destined for each other

*Haiku #85 tight and warm. Thank you Ronovan. You might want to check out others and join the team.

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#LyricalMonday – Slain, Yet Alive


Bishop David Oyedepo said during the #SLC2015 that “A Lion doesn’t CRY, he ROARS – carrying dominion everywhere he goes. It takes a Lion-heart to have a Lion-share!”

Today, I’m reminded of another Lion (the original one) who plays dual parts depending on who He is meeting with or the purpose He wants to achieve. I know some of you have met Him or His other nature, but allow me to re-introduce to you, the Lion and the Lamb – Jesus! The One who knows when to ROAR and when to lay down His life for Love! And I’m loving every aspect of His being.

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#LyricalMonday – My Broken Pieces


Have you ever had something dear to you fall out of your hand and break into a thousand pieces which made it practically impossible to glue back?
I have!
It was my heart…
I know a lot of ladies and men can identify with this, but there’s a solution to it. And that’s what “My Broken Pieces” is all about …the best part ❤

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Lyrical Monday



My heart beats with the rhythm of love
With the songs like one from above
The sounds…
The steps…
With colours that reflect light
Making it so full of life.

Each pump sets my pulse racing
So alive and anticipating
As the throbbing pulse of the drums
And the simple way a guitar in strum

The regular pattern
Really does matter
More like an assurance
Rather than insurance
It needs to beat in sequence
Or face dire consequence

My heart is strong
And feels no wrong
As it is strung on hope
And not flung alone

As each day awakens
My heart is not shaken
…Through the night
My eyes saw no light
My ear though open
Heard nothing spoken

My senses were alert
And the feeling right
Cos my heart was alive
And beating to the rhythm of life.

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