Before they leave your lips, you hear your voice spouting every word.
Careful, they can't ever be taken back, sentiment included. We have to be conscious of what we put out. Where are you pouring from?
IT matters. All of it. Every broken piece that builds you into the creation of art that you've become. Deserving of self love and appreciation.
Commitment and focus are required for your destination. Take your time.
Enjoy the views along your journey. Stop and illegally pick a flower. Take a picture with a state famous statue. Live your words, enforce your demands of life.
A tongue of anger, burns deeper than fire. Your story is to be built in time. Convictions flow as naturally as a river, negation of this reality leads no where.
Accept your self encompassed in your tragedies, valleys, praises and triumphs. Be boastful about the work that's being done in you. Through you. Someone can find Him if you’re faithful.
“Faithful through the ages”.
“Though the storms may come, and the winds may blow I’ll remain steadfast.”
“Great is your faithfulness, to me”.
What’s been keeping you? Where are you pouring from? What do you hear?