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Connecting Above…Below

Connecting Above…Below
Passion streaks across the seamless skies
Colors of rainbow ribbons reach to clouds on high
Sunlight reflects  invisible white waters of  motion
Creating a beautiful spectrum of  soothing  emotion
Below Mother Earth watches in wonder and heavenly awe
Loving her heart connection, listening  to each falcon call
Trees sway to and fro by a gentle silent summer breeze
She watches the dizzy dance of free falling leaves
Together in perfect harmony of afternoon bliss
the heavens and earth create a passionate kiss
creating with the plant and animal kingdom and humanity
a sacred place filled with love to open the mist into our destiny
)0(
ladybluerose
and friend
26may2012

 

 

The Rift

The Rift

within time’s rift

we quietly drift

the sand begins to sift

we stand in the mist

unfurl wings to lift

we accept our gifts

don’t resist

as the sand shifts

love, laugh, live

standing in the midst

of all that exist

love shall persist

alone, together on a schist

time too can be split

as the sands shift

)0(

ladybluerose

may2012

 

 

We Exist…to….

We Exist…to….

we exist great and small

connecting the dreams..the memories that call

breathing in love

breathing out more than enough

we exist to fnd one another

many roads we take to discover

lessons of plenty

love, sadness,laughter…so many

we exist to find what we left before

opening, stepping through many doors

gathering the seeds we scattered

they grew into love, that’s what matters

we exist to belong

we are not meant to travel alone

wander in and out of each moment

harmonizing within atonement

we exist to learn…to teach

to love…we reach

accepting each as they are

for each is it’s own original shining star

we exist to have and hold

to bring warmth to the cold

whether human,animal,flower or tree

we are connected within heart to Thee

we exist through seasons of time

joining body,mind,spirit in kind

creating souls wanting to live

no longer content to just exist

we exist…to live

to trust, to love, to believe

under the sun, the moon and stars

with the trees…and the universe at large

)0(

ladybluerose

The Wise Woman and the Stone

 A wise woman who was traveling in the mountains found a precious stone in a stream.

 The next day she met another traveler who was hungry, and the wise woman opened her bag to share her food.

The hungry traveler saw the precious stone and asked the woman to give it to him.

 She did so without hesitation. The traveler left, rejoicing in his good fortune.

He knew the stone was worth enough to give him security for a lifetime.

 But a few days later he came back to return the stone to the wise woman.

 ”I’ve been thinking,” he said, “I know how valuable the stone is,

but I give it back in the hope that you can give me something even more precious.

Give me what you have within you that enabled you to give me the stone.”

~Author unknown~

 

I Know You Hear

I whisper…I know you hear
but you are so far away wrapped in fear
do you think of me when you see a rose
or am I a faded memory with no place to go
I know you better than anyone else
I know all your dreams and desires you hide in books on a shelf
you wander in your sleep looking for what…..
restless is your soul for you cannot….have not forgot
I smile when I think of your dimple
life is just that sweet and simple
you sit alone in your quiet solitude
no one can penerate that shield of attitude
as I wander through gardens under the moon and stars
I hear your whispers under the same stars they don’t seem so far
you can deny, ignore or pretend all is just fantasy in dreams
but you and I both know exactly what we have heard and seen
walks in the mist, seeing the unseen in their forms
hearing the wind whispering of upcoming storms
as you walk in another one’s world of vanity
you know in your heart which is really this moment of fantasy
so wander in your world of  silent settled contentment
the moon will rise, the stars will show what way was meant
till then…I’ll walk my way as I always have in this moment at hand
across mountains and oceans the tides will carry the whispers I write in the sand
)0(
ladybluerose
may2012

Lyrics:

 We said we’d walk together baby come what may

That come the twilight should we lose our way

If as we’re walkin a hand should slip free I’ll wait for you

And should I fall behind Wait for me
We swore we’d travel darlin’ side by side

We’d help each other stay in stride

But each lover’s steps fall so differently

But I’ll wait for you

And if I should fall behind Wait for me
Now everyone dreams of a love lasting and true

 But you and I know what this world can do

So let’s make our steps clear that the other may see

 And I’ll wait for you If I should fall behind Wait for me
Now there’s a beautiful river in the valley ahead

 There ‘neath the oak’s bough soon we will be wed

Should we lose each other in the shadow of the evening trees

 I’ll wait for you And should I fall behind

 Wait for me Darlin’ I’ll wait for you

Should I fall behind Wait for me
Copyright © Bruce Springsteen (ASCAP)

love is

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 love is a fire

that burns away

the disease of violence 

 

love is an infection

that spreads

to the heart and mind

 

love is alive

ever renewing itself

in eternity’s roses

 

love is a dog

god spelled backwards

giving hope to the hopeless

what a beautiful thought....Thank You Genie! )0( maryrose

The only challenge greater than learning to walk a mile in someone else’s shoes…

 is learning to walk a lifetime comfortably in your own.

~unknown~

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.
 A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it.
 Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen.
 The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart….
Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, “Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine.”
The crowd and the young man looked at the old man’s heart.
It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn’t fit quite right and there were several jagged edges.
In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.
The people stared ­ “How can he say his heart is more beautiful?” they thought.
 The young man looked at the old man’s heart and saw its state and laughed. “You must be joking,” he said. “Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears.”
 “Yes,” said the old man, “Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you.
 You see, every scar represents a person to whom have given my love – I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren’t exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared.”
“Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn’t returned a piece of his heart to me.
These are the empty gouges – giving love is taking a chance.
 Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?”
 The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks.
 He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out.
 He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.
 The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man’s heart.
 It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.
 The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man’s heart flowed into his.
They embraced and walked away side by side.
~ Author Unknown~

Rainbow

as the water rushes down
hitting bottom, is there sound
time stands still for a moment
gathering emotions in fragments
quietly a rainbow ascends
hope once again begins….
)0(
ladybluerose

 

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