more
adjective
1.  in greater quantity, amount, measure, degree, or number
2.  additional or further
noun
3.  an additional quantity, amount, or number 
4. (used with a plural verb ) a greater number of a class specified
5.  a greater quantity, amount, or degree
6.  something of greater importance
In my reflection of past moments in my life, I can recall this has been the mission.  To obtain it and have an abundance of it.  “It” was the goal.  Get to one finish line and create another.  Why?  That was what I thought was the plan.
With a new finish line, preparation and planning (of course) were needed.  Only this was not where I was focused.  It was motivated by another sort of fulfillment and this continues to be so.
A fulfillment which didn’t, doesn’t cross anything off a list, other than the want in my heart.
There are times when you have to listen to something other than the voices which speak to you from the outside.
When it comes to listening from the inside, it’s usually only one voice which matters.  YOURS.  MINE.
As I have progressed in my years, I have SEEn how this voice is harder to come by and never of more greater importance.

 

Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It’s much harder to come by
I’m waiting in line
Nobody gets too much love anymore
It’s as high as a mountain
And harder to climb

Oh you and me girl
Got a lot of love in store
And it flows through you
And it flows through me
And I love you so much more
Than my life…I can see beyond forever
Ev’rything we are will never die
Loving’s such a beautiful thing
Oh you make my world..a summer day
Are you just a dream to fade away

Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It’s much harder to come by
I’m waiting in line
Nobody gets too much love anymore
It’s as high as a mountain
And harder to climb

You and me girl got a highway to the sky
We can turn away from the night and day
And the tears you had to cry
You’re my life…
I can see a new tomorrow
Ev’rything we are will never die
Loving’s such a beautiful thing
When you are to me, the light above
Made for all to see our precious love

Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It’s much harder to come by
I’m waiting in line
Nobody gets too much love anymore
It’s as high as a mountain
And harder to climb

Love is such a beautiful thing
You make my world a summer day
Are you just a dream to fade away

Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It’s much harder to come by
I’m waiting in line
Nobody gets too much love anymore
It’s as wide as a river and harder to cross

Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It’s much harder to come by
I’m waiting in line
Nobody gets too much love anymore
It’s as high as a mountain
And harder to climb

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