Faith. Hope. Love.
I don't have answers. I don't really know much.
But I know that those things ignite something in your heart, casting away the darkness of fear and regret.

When the cobwebs in the basement are cleared, you find all your old dreams hidden in corners you forgot about.

And when you pound your fist in the dirt, and say enough is enough... I'm not here to survive, I'm here to LIVE... to laugh and play and realize my deepest passions... to find the ocean of joy and invite everyone I know to swim in it with me. To love myself daringly; to dance with the darkness of my fears and invite their lessons in.

Something doesn't have to change. Everything has to change.
I'm not interested in being right anymore.
I'm interested in being ALIVE.

When you commit these things to yourself, and fight for love, for hope, for the adventure of really living all the way... something happens.

Something flips inside you, and heaven begins pounding at your door.

Life has always waited patiently on you to stop waiting patiently.

Adventure isn't around the corner. It's hiding underneath your heart.

Right here. Right now.

Love~
Today the wind whispers
Air wet with showers of endearment
and...I sing your name
blended in echoes of euphoria

Oh Love! So red and tender
Hands over heart,
Come gently.
Lets go,Me and You
Lets Fly
On our wings of Smile
To land far away
To kingdom waiting in zest
Eagerly for its King and Queen

Oh Love! So white and serene
Trembling with silence
Come heartily
No more to us we belong
No more distinct we remain
Lets vanish in this mysterious void
Lets surrender to this stillness
You hold my hand
You have my heart
and ...I kneel before you

In this quiet breeze of passion
We have bound the future
To love we surrender
In love sweetly forever

We risk our hearts to love
And to love again,
Some are scared
But they risk it anyways
Hoping there will
Be something beautiful
In the end

People will be:
scarred
broken
sensitive
depressed
hurt
in pain

And still want to
Love again


Because the Spark
Is no longer there

Trying to create
Something more than a Spark
Something more memorable
Than the last
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I want something that Sparks
And never loses its fire,
Never dulls
But becomes more  Vast

Within the days that pass
Knowing I've found You

11:11
He wished that the poor little kid gets food and all his needs.
11:11
He wished for that girl in the a street that she will no longer sell love to another man.
11:11
He wished that the old waiter gets treated good in his work.
11:11
He wished for the newly born girl in her mother's arms that her future will be good and happy.

....11:11
He wished for something he never ever felt before.
To feel loved.