Reflections of the Heart

By LeRon E. Easley and Winnifer Wilson

Reflections never fade they are only transparent and every time you look deep enough into your heart you never see what you really want but only a reflection and in due time your true desires would show itself to you and no longer be just a transparent reflection. Every day we make the connection by touching. It becomes a growth process where we learn to understand one another; those contributions that we make are the distinct pieces of ourselvesthose things that expand our thoughts, feelings, and emotions.
The experiences of today are just more stumbling blocks I must succeed in order to venture anywhere closer towards my endeavors; the objective is more than just making it. Its turning a bad situation around in order to create something worthwhile.
Rememberinginstills the desire to think about those pleasant things that at one time enriched our lives, feeling ---touches upon the core of what had existed, reminding the heart of all that was---and all that is real. These things enables a person to understand what was then and what is now. Instilling the sense of direction towards what is to come. Being---is the acknowledgement of oneself. It is a measure that characterizes not only the structure of that individual. It also focuses on set reservations and intent upon ones life.

In this book we will come to know one another, well come to learn that as well as the world revolves around us, so do we evolve around each other.

LeRon Easley

LeRon Everett Easley began writing in an effort to assist others who were literally challenged in order to help them construct emotional packed letters to their family and loved ones. He envisioned how distant people were apart from one another within those relationships they shared and created a tool that would empower people to communicate what he believed that others felt inside.
LeRon Everett Easley is a man who rose from the pits of a correctional facility, having obtained a Bachelors Degree in Organizational Management. His passion has been to write various expressions based on thoughts, feelings and emotions and expressions that would give interpretation to what many of us would feel deep within our hearts.

Winnifer Wilson

Winnifer Wilson was born in Dayton Ohio Jan 22, 1959 under studied at South Western Business College.
Ive always wanted to write Poetry or songs after the death of my youngest daughter with my granddaughter the pain was overwhelming so it encouraged me to put my pain to use. With LeRon Easley being my biggest inspiration. (Who is the author of this book) to help target our young adults who are the future for us all to stay in the right path of life, stay in school, stay focused and be yourself.
With the help of my mentor LeRon who has helped me focus and think clearly about the things that I have endured in my life. One thing to remember in life is this Everything that you have went through and still going through makes you stronger even though it may seem like it gets worst at first.
My hope is that one day all children will be able to create their wonders and live out their dreams.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jan 10, 2013
• ISBN: 9781479757022

LeRon E. Easley

LeRon Easley LeRon Everett Easley began writing in an effort to assist others who were literally challenged in order to help them construct emotional packed letters to their family and loved ones. He envisioned how distant people were apart from one another within those relationships they shared and created a tool that would empower people to communicate what he believed that others felt inside. LeRon Everett Easley is a man who rose from the pits of a correctional facility, having obtained a Bachelors Degree in Organizational Management. His passion has been to write various expressions based on thoughts, feelings and emotions and expressions that would give interpretation to what many of us would feel deep within our hearts. Winnifer Wilson Winnifer Wilson was born in Dayton Ohio Jan 22, 1959 under studied at South Western Business College. “I’ve always wanted to write Poetry or songs after the death of my youngest daughter with my granddaughter the pain was overwhelming so it encouraged me to put my pain to use. With LeRon Easley being my biggest inspiration. (Who is the author of this book) to help target our young adults who are the future for us all to stay in the right path of life, stay in school, stay focused and be yourself. With the help of my mentor LeRon who has helped me focus and think clearly about the things that I have endured in my life. One thing to remember in life is this – Everything that you have went through and still going through makes you stronger even though it may seem like it gets worst at first. My hope is that one day all children will be able to create their wonders and live out their dreams.

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Contents

Part One

Heart to Heart

Part Two

Devastation . . .

Part Three

Just Between Us . . .

Part Four

Effects & Impressions . . .

Part Five

I Have Matured . . .

Part Six

Caught Within A Feeling . . .

Dedicated To Linda S. Abel

Mr. LeRon E. Easley

Part One

Heart to Heart

Reflections never fade they are only transparent and every time you look deep enough into your heart you never see what you really want but only a reflection and in due time your true desires would show itself to you and no longer be just a transparent reflection. Every day we make the connection by touching. It becomes a growth process where we learn to understand one another; those contributions that we make are the distinct pieces of ourselves… those things that expand our thoughts, feelings, and emotions.

The experiences of today are just more stumbling blocks I must succeed in order to venture anywhere closer towards my endeavors; the objective is more than just making it. It’s turning a bad situation around in order to create something worthwhile.

Remembering—instills the desire to think about those pleasant things that at one time enriched our lives, feeling—touches upon the core of what had existed, reminding the heart of all that was—and all that is real. These things enables a person to understand what was then and what is now. Instilling the sense of direction towards what is to come. Being—is the acknowledgement of oneself. It is a measure that characterizes not only the structure of that individual. It also focuses on set reservations and intent upon one’s life.

In this book we will come to know one another, we’ll come to learn that as well as the world revolves around us, so do we evolve around each other.

Every one of us, possess a certain something significant to us that we’d have a strong tendency to cling too. Mine; evolve around experiences once shared and, excursions that are often imagined. There are many different ways in which, we’re able to enter the world of others and, as we explore those ways in the course of interacting amongst one another . . . we’ll discover a world where we all, feel very much the same.

Every day, we make the connection by touching. It becomes a growth process where we learn to understand one another. Those contributions that we make are the distinct pieces of ourselves . . . those things that expound our thoughts, feelings and, emotions.

In this book, we’ll come to know one another. We’ll come to learn that as the world revolves around us, so do we revolve around each other!

In the coming of another day, I try to examine how far I’ve come, comparing it to where I began? The experiences of today are just more stumbling blocks I must succeed in order to venture anywhere closer toward my endeavors. The objective is more than just making it. It’s about, turning a bad situation around in order to create something worthwhile.

What I’m up against, seem quite harsh for a man alone. However, the choices have always been very much limited. Where I am, really doesn’t make me who I am. And, there is so much inside my world others have yet, discovered? I often wonder whether or not, those things inside of me will ever be noticed?

My aim is beyond the walls that confine me. Every day, I envision something that characterizes some form of living? Striving beyond the numerous obstacles that confront me, I believe that there are better days ahead. At least, there’s something beyond me, to look forward too!

DREAMS DON’T DIE . . .

Significantly You . . .

Often, I’ve imagined a conversation between the two (2) of us . . . I would imagine, just looking into your eyes upon the mirrored images cascading from the arrayed beauty of your soul. How I could really get into you . . . just touching the essence of our world?

Often, I’d imagine getting lost? At least, I’d feel comfortable in the knowing that, all that emanated from you, was real and ever so satisfying. I’d imagine the two (2) of us just talking? And every day, I would imagine the various things we would talk about? I always tell you how I feel . . . and, as you were attentive to what I conveyed, I imagine you responding with understanding.

Maybe, I do imagine a lot? But, it’s just a part of me that thinks of you that much. I can’t do magic that would propel me to be where you are. I don’t even know any spells that might even put me anywhere close to you? But, I do think enough about you to make many wishes and, even though I’m imagining you . . . I wish I were somehow with you

Remembering . . . instills the desire to think about those pleasant things that at one time, enriched our lives. Feeling . . . touches upon the core of what had existed, reminding the heart of all that was . . . and, all that is real.

These things, enables a person to understand what was what was then and, what is now. Instilling that sense of perception toward what is to come. Being . . . is the acknowledgment of one’s self. It is a measure that characterizes not only the structure of that individual. It also focuses on set reservations and intent upon one’s life.

From the moment when you’re given that breathe of life. Until the end, when you’re deceased. We’re set upon a course to learn. It’s important for us to recognize that we should grow to understand all that we can, so that we can one day define our actual place in this world. Before you come to know yourself, you must first come to learn of yourself. And, to learn, you must open yourself to understand the extent of living.

One can do nothing other than, reflect upon the past when (subjected to certain adverse conditions). Tomorrow seem sometimes, obscure. From the experiences of what was or once were, we tend to recondition ourselves to either become what we are now or, what we are striving to be in the days ahead. Living itself, seem like an endless struggle of changes, ups & downs and, trials which constantly test our ability to perceive. Where there is success, there is also failure. However, with success, we learn to measure what exists beyond us.

My heart reaches out for you. Yet, you do not understand my needs as they may evolve. Simple words cannot define the depth of my expressions. Yet, I often, linger upon the hope that you might be able to feel what I’m feeling and, somehow know what’s going on inside of me

I’m able to see now in ways which I never had? In this, I am touched upon reality in ways which seem almost unreal. And, I’ve learned, having grasped upon an understanding which not only my mind but my heart, desires to share.

I’m struggling not to rebuild and reconstruct from this experience. Assuring myself of a tomorrow . . . hoping that, I won’t live it alone.

Heart & mind, both consumed with so many different things? Wonder & worry, often chained against my soul. I cry out! But, what are words, when there is no one to hear them? How do you convey your thoughts or concerns to another? When they’re either not receptive to your feelings or, merely refuse to understand?

Dreaming; within each lonely night. I lay envisioning upon your presence. I can embrace the feeling with a profound enthusiasm . . . for you are real to me in ever so many ways. I can hear your voice . . . a soothing reflection not from mere imagination but, from lasting impressions of those images that evolve inside of me.

Every day, I find myself in some particular sense, reaching for you. Every day, I find myself feeling an eminence of you near me . . . around me . . . and, so much a part of me. I can only relax, comforted by the knowledge that there is someone existing inside of my world that I truly adore . . . someone who is worth more than mere words could ever express.

Concentrating? Mind focused upon all that matters to me? There you are, that significant imprint, touching throughout ever area inside of me. Your radiance is overwhelming. It has become a captivating force which I’ve come to cling to. If we could only talk? If only there was a way that I could tell you just how important you’ve become to me?

You are more to me, than the dreams I dream. The personification of what I consider real as well as, what is distinctively felt inside of me. I will always reach for you. No matter where I am . . . no matter what I’m going through . . . I will always try to touch you.

Openly, I can do nothing other than, expound upon the extent of your image. In this, I can absorb much needed energy. From where I am, I’m needing you . . . wanting you . . . desiring intensively to combine all that I am upon being even a small part of you.

Night & day, throughout every moment when contemplation presents itself. I grasp wholeheartedly at the thoughts of you. I find strength, security, comfort and, the motivation & courage to carry my life forward. From the heart, it is my desire to make a difference. To achieve, where a woman can fully appreciate every effort made. One of the best ways of expressing this is to say that . . . I want to be at least, a partial piece of what is important to you.

From a distance . . . being apart from one another . . . reaching to touch & be touched. To identify with whom one considers real . . . impelled to expose expectations.

From a distance . . . yearns amplify with extreme magnitude . . . feeling the intensity of another’s importance . . . to explore upon the things which separate as well as, attract both individual lives.

You encounter a certain knowing where things are expressed with depth, honesty and, understanding. A knowing that becomes that significant link that two (2) people share.

From a distance . . . reaching deep down inside, reaching out. From one heart to another, where neither can never be at a loss!

Days are short and the nights have become long. Feeling a certain longing because I’m deeply missing you. However, in thinking about you, I imagine not two (2) worlds so much apart . . . but, the fullness of your presence (every moment) near me.

I gaze out a window . . . soul traveling through the distance. Wanting so much to touch you . . . to talk to you . . . to express my concerns regarding everything that I feel. Wanting to hear your voice . . . to see your face . . . to feel again the warmth & compassion I had once found inside of you.

Often, my world has felt torn. But, there you were, that intensity that has so many times, revived me. You were an enlightenment from the very moment you evolved. And, I think a lot about you, being that you are a part of me that will remain, FOREVER!

Dreary . . . are the moments when I’m apart from you. A constant struggle to eliminate the sadness which often seems to envelop