. . . .

If the universe

were filled with words

From the stars I would pick

a word that was built

with such rhetoric.


It is a word

by which we stick

it is from this word

that left you blushed

by a word so generic

that the heart can only gush.


For a word of such harmony

must be hushed

to hear a word

so full of rhythmic melody

that it rhymes with God above.


It’s a word that we feel

in all that we see

it’s a word so real

that we breathe to believe.

it’s a word

that takes us to be

fallen in

. . . .

BeLove © 2018

My roots are buried in the Dirty South. I grew up learning the importance of God and Southern Charm. I began writing in my late teens mostly through heartbreak and music. I moved out west 15 years ago and live right around the corner from the Fountain Of Youth. Most people refer to it as Lake Tahoe. I play Chef during the day and search for ways to save the world by night, through reading, writing, and believing. I enjoy the side of life that is less abrasive. I look forward to joining you on my quest through Spiritual Sobriety with the Promised Land as our ultimate destination.

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