“Admire your sweet way of glowing; your passionate way of flowing.”

Please, don’t listen to all the hate and take a little break to fall in love with you.

We have the entire universe within the soul. So dark and empty and yet, so full of light, so whole.

You’re like the sun; because nor the grey nor the storm can bring down the essence of your wildest form.

Storms can ruin gardens, but that doesn’t mean you won’t see flowers again.

The more you believe, the brighter you will shine.

She is like water lily, because in the most hostile waters she blooms.

My love, you know the colors of my soul.

When they try to break you down let the rain nourish your roots; let yourself flourish away.

Keep your mind open, your spirit wide and loose, the heart warm and kind.

We’re the mirror of the cosmos, where stars collapse, born, and fade in unison.

The mountains are calling and I will go.

She’s both the moon and the ocean, the universe in constant motion. Dark and bright, wild and whole.

To love is to repeat, and yet there will never be a repetition.

Flowers don’t bloom all seasons, and if flowers don’t, why would we?

If you could only know, how many feelings fit inside of me; the noise that lives in this stormy sea.

We need to see inside our souls the massive beauty of this world.

I was thinking about how disjointedly time seemed to flow, passing in a blur at times, with single images standing out more clearly than others. And then, at other times, every second was significant, etched in my mind.

Admire your sweet way of glowing; your passionate way of flowing.

I’ve gone seventy-nine hours without sleep, creating. When that flow is going, it’s almost like a high. You don’t want it to stop. You don’t want to go to sleep for fear of missing something.

The thing is with hip-hop, it has its waves and the waves crash against the beach and the new waves come in. So to stay relevant you have to roll with that.

The hardest period for a writer is the period in-between writing. That’s when you can go crazy if you don’t allow the creative juices to flow.

As an overflow of my life – the wake I leave behind with my little dash on earth – I want others to fall in love with Jesus and know of His great hope and purpose for their lives.

I’m a great believer in letting lyrics just flow out, wherever they come from.

Imagine the week ahead unfolding in an ever-increasing flow of miracles. Allow the image to sink into your heart. Receive it with a big yes!