One song

It's weird how just one song or one memory can hold me so tight. The depth of the meaning strumming all the right notes deep inside my spirit. The care that was taken to dig to reach me. Just the simplicity in the whole act of love.

And still the moment I embraced was real. The truth of the situation I understood to a greater power. None of it mine to grasp and yet I was given this one glimpse.

It is times like these that I cherish. The growth of applying what was found into my calm. It's this continuous improvement I make within myself to accomplish whatever goal or dream is set high.

I can't explain it further than that of just how clear the stance is. In fact the played moment was a repeat of a flashed image given to me months ago. A sense of, okay I got this, and carried through my day.

The facts of genuine poems that write themselves in my core. The just "I get it"  times. No needing to explain passed the meanings because it is just part of the puzzle that amounts to a completed picture. And even with the factors of why I was shown this time flash I still don't hold it down. Needing not to dwell on the "I know" parts. In truth I do know further yet I say nothing. I let it play out as it should.

What was there can be shown another day, to the right person. Yet the hope that it does happen chimes in. Even though the planned events, I still hold out for possibilities in different scenarios.

So many words, so many images and still I remain quiet. Letting all that is sending chills down my spine, to loosen. Then to open my mind to the lyrics that push into the window of my spirit. Only enhancing the best parts of me.

Exchanging definitions that preyed on wasted time. And still I find time to seek the light in all that is clouding my sight.

Sure the role of who I am to some, mean nothing but to others I am significant. Radiant. Unique. Mysterious but very open. Though I some times find myself wondering who calls me significant.

Then I realize the only one that matters is Jehovah.  All else are bonuses I gain from my renewed friendship with my Creator, Jehovah.

And those songs, those poems, those memories and those movies just expand the depth of how much I have changed. Some good and some quite odd. Yet that makes me who I am. The differences of being me.

In all seriousness a conversation is the best way to find me. Not boring chit chat or idle civilties. I need depth. And one day someone will look for me.

But today, I search for Jehovah. I look for ways to grow the way he wants me to be. In that story line, I am gaining the pages that are necessary to become a grand masterpiece.

But one of a kind.

And those burning flow of questions and thoughts that unwind me, they are there for all to ask. That is when people are ready to learn of me.

Until then the eerie recollection of images will press my mind, flashing a few more times. Then fading as the night unfolds into the morning.

So today is just another hello. One more time I get to make the imprint on someone's spirit. Reaching their core, only for a moment in time.

Here is to my friends who listen, keep hoping and loving. Giving. Being kind. Still be a dreamer in a real world and hold tight to those who you treasure.

Lasting moments cling in your thoughts. It's good to express them in the simplest of actions. Find fondness in making a new wave of hope. And look for the icy breath of a smile.

Goodness keeps you warm and joy keeps you amazing. Seek. Find. Learn. Love. Hope. Dare. Dream.

Find and cling.