Noun | Vuh-Rid-uh-tee

Viridity – naïve innocence

~ Meriam- Webster

RUNNING AWAY FROM LOSING MYSELF; GIVING TIME AND PATIENCE A DIFFERENT KIND OF STEALTH. I AM MOVING INTO A PLACE OF PEACE; NOT ALLOWING MY FAITH TO DECREASE. EVOLVING INTO LARGER MEASURES OF WHO I AM; BOASTING ABOUT MY FUTURE AS IF IT’S ALREADY IN MY HANDS! FORGIVING ALL WHO DESERVES IT, AND REPLENISHING MY SERENITY; BECAUSE IT WOULD BE FOR ME AND NOT YOU, FORGIVENESS IS WHAT I NEED. IF THE LORD CAN CONSTANTLY SLAP MY WRIST; WHY WOULD I THINK TWICE WHEN IT’S MY TURN TO FORGIVE. IM RUNNING AS FAST AS I CAN; JUST TO BE SURE THAT I REMAIN WHO I AM. THE CHANGES I WILL ALLOW – ARE THOSE THAT IS POSITIVE; ANYTHING REFLECTING NEGATIVITY WILL SURELY BE DISAVOWED. ON A MISSION TO BE MAGNIFICENT; POURING INTO MY GIFT TO PROTECT MYSELF OF THOSE THINGS MALIFICENT. READ IT AGAIN; MAKE SURE IT MAKES PERFECT SENSE; SURELY YOU KNEW THIS RIDE WOULD BE MORE INTENSE THAN THIS…

Endurance is more than strength; it shows a person’s true resilience going through any hardship. Having a momentum that powers you up every time things are looking bad; an alluring future hardly require any demands. When it’s yours and you have it in your hands; it’s no longer a job to hold on to something you’ve already grabbed. Surely there’s dedication that will make its upkeep; to continue to renew a gift given whiles ago every time it manifested when you had to speak. Empty words; untrustworthy. Not to be trusted until it’s moved into a verbs – then is when I remove all feelings of incautious worries… 

No time for any intermissions; 
Only start to finish. 
An outset toward an end, while finishing the commencement. Going about things in a circular motion; continuously revolving without being broken. 

take it; then make it better

~ Europa, Ki Wi
 the opening to wonderful experiences; excites and exceed the expectation period. Newness in its sensation; approving the site and physical feelings of its formation. Leaning away from any odium acts; and falling into honor and respect with impact!  
My way out is magnificent 
More so, priceless 
Makes no sense 
It's why I kill them with kindness  
Getting to know old people 
Like our encounters were recent 
By old people; meaning - past people 
From those I cut off, when I needed 
I can still remain authentic 
Even if they haven't changed 
My blessing are in it 
A friend is still my name 
Love thy neighbor regardless 
That can't be tamed 
Surely then, our future will go the farthest 

Looking for evidence; in understanding my urge for elegance. 

~ Europa, Ki Wi

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