First order of business. We recognize the Artist. In honor of Mary J & R. Kelly. Life has shown us. Healing in both; Beauty & Ashes. We have learned, to communicate through music. By listening. To what the eyes have missed. But the hands have touched. During the life we transition; in of our human senses.
Because when life occurs. The heart and mind. Will adjust. According; to how we react to many life test. We either eventually grow more in understanding. And groom of patience.
To allow the experience to connect with the flow. In a place that we recognize; we're all stretching to grow.
There is something beautiful. In the Music. That fills the air. In the world. Throughout time. Of many memories created, where laughter is; still contagious, and the art of making love. Is beyond stimulating. As the tears & healing is; comforting. Behind the music we're reminded. About; one another. During the changes of every season. Is another opportunity; to live a full life. Of no regrets.
Because time was never meant to stand still. Are to be taken for granted. But for every moment shared. Time captured it. In the music. Of what we eventually will search for. In the lyrics. Of what we once heard; in words.
Is the Melody.
It's just the little things; in life. To remind ourselves. Never take any moment for granted. Because there is this beauty; in every life experience.
Life has a way. Of reminding the human heart. To allow yourself; to be open. To love. And we know some times; how life is unpredictable. Is when the mind replay's; I'm growing bored, tired & weary.
But something about; the words in a song. Uplifts the awakening; in our souls. And then It's On, again. In this world. Of what this body; desires. To be respected of. While there is still; time. To reevaluate those untouched places. Not explored. Before we disconnect; again In this world. Without treasuring the most unreplaceable moments.
To just Allow; ourselves. One more chance. To reconnect; in being emotional.
On one sheet of the music. There still exist a story line. Regardless of the world of Narratives. We must realize what has been Left untouched. In our love languages.
Of every vision. We'll be reminded. Of us in every verse. We are the Artist; of a vocal instrument. Called this body. In all that we miss to explore. In every; touch, taste, sound, smell & form of; collaborative communication.
To reconnect with how we once felt. In the background. While the music played; it told an entire story. We we're living. In & out of. Creating with One another.
But we never admit. What did the artist; bring out of us. In the middle lyrics. As we created a time line. Of every story; created.
We can still fall in; over the words. Of how we reached every level; in ourselves.
To grow is to know. What is releasing. To understand what is letting go.
And if overtime we're prepared. To emotionally try again.
In a secure place. We realign with Time. Where the Music; play's in the background.
We realize; where we're presently in. Of another day. Is a new opportunity.
Of It's On Now; to creating more unforgettable memories.
