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Watching the festive tree light up the room I gladden
like a tiding shifting  from the present moment to the past
Remembering the happy smiles that grew upon our faces
as the season approached with all its glitter and bustle

Tinseled moments overlaid as memories turn golden  
by the fitted hugs of mom and dad and all I held so dear
Skies of reddish hue falling gently on the Christmas tree  
landing on a Child Of Love, nestled softly in a manger

Breathing in the Hope, we sang with peppermint voices
carefree as the wind that blew upon our Christmases  
As I recall the Christmastides of old I rejoice in the thought
that the Christ of yesteryear, still still shines in me today.

Written by: Vienna Bombardieri
Those who do not die are known to live beyond the veil
disheveled in the light like a Polaris star
that lusters in the sky with gaseous shine;
Although some stars are known to die very fast  and very young,
there are others that remain as constant as the Northern star;
My dream is to arrive one day inside my Father's House
a methuselah star of old light years away from birth;  
Oh how I wish to be the signage of His requiem,  
the agent of His blaze, the one that makes things visible.
A gleaming star bequeathing light to all who perish in the night

For those of them who live beyond the veil and never die
like the Archangels "12",  I do in askance ask,  
how long must I live in this heathen town. without His Godly gown.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZlQ85UbZolA

As November arrives with her golden colors of russet and auburn,  
she tips her hat to the eagerness of December sighs ,
and fills our days with sunshine and beautiful breezy love.  
Let us walk down the path of deep serenity, and listen to  
the swaying trees,  telling us that all is well within  (breathe )  
There is a field full of golden light, and as the sunlight arrows
through the branches of a  barren tree, we get lost in the bonfire-reds
and sun flamed remnants of yesteryear, .  
The memories of days gone by become golden moments

and as the soul yearns , it reaches its invigorated space (breathe)
We watch as a deer caresses the waters by the river
as November invites us in, It says to us in whispers and sighs,    
"I am only making way for winter  dear soul, "
and as we huddle in our warm homes,  we begin to realize ,
that every season loves us as it should (breathe )
As November arrives with her golden colors of russet and auburn,
we know Christmas is arriving and soon, we can delight in a new
rebirth.      In Love and Light,    Your Mystic Rose
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZlQ85UbZolA

Life is delicate and vulnerable right now but if we realize that
we are made of tough string, we can hold together each day,
and help others do the same. (breathe )
There is silence, there is light, there is music, there is grace
there are people, and then there is life.
Come share a few moments with me, assemble your breath and
expel out, the things that do not serve you (breathe)
Abundant as you are, you can always share charity with those
who need it most,. No matter how cold the weather this time
of year, your hearts can always kindle the flame of love with
just one spark, if you practice loving kindness every day (breathe)
Come away with me to the other side of the world where the
stars are luminous and the deep sea ocean is waiting for you,  
and your silent thoughts.
Life is delicate and vulnerable but you, as salt of the earth
will always be part of the waters of human compassion,
enter into communion with your soul, and include all sentient
beings into your heart. Yes do your part and be blessed,
my dear yogi devotee.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cn-_xr3uCEQ

DRAW IN YOUR BREATH AND THEN INHALE THE ENERGY
OF OLD THAT ONCE BROUGHT YOU LIFE  AND AWAKENED PROMISE  OF VIGOROUS GOOD .
STAND AT THE EDGE OF THE SUN AND WARM YOUR SOUL WITH THE RAYS OF LIGHT THAT BRING YOU ONLY HEALTH AND PROSPERITY. SIT WITH THE MOON AND THE STARS AT NIGHT, ALLOW THEM to SOAK YOU WITH SYSTEMATIC  BEAMS OF BEAUTY AND GRACE
(breathe in and out slowly )
WRAP YOUR MIND AROUND THE AMPLE CLOUDS, AND FEEL THE COMFORT OF A DIVINE MAJESTIC PROVIDENTIAL ONE.  GLORIOUS AND FRUITFUL AS A FIG TREE IN FULL BLOOM, BENIGNLY CUT FROM THE CLOTH OF LOVE AND MERCY, EVERY FIG LEAF IS AS PERFECT AS YOU ARE DEAR ONE.
(breathe in and out slowly )
PLACE YOUR FINGER ON THE PULSE OF UNITY AND LET YOUR HEART BE THE GENUINE PRAYER  FOR UNIVERSAL HEALING AND GOOD WILL TO ALL.
DRAW IN YOUR BREATH AND INHALE COMMUNITY SPIRIT,  KNOWING THAT TOGETHERNESS BRINGS POSITIVITY AND ETERNAL BLISS.  BE SOFT AS A KISS AND STURDY AS THE GENTLY WIND WHEN IT BRUSHES THROUGH THE PINES
ALLOW YOURSELF A MOMENT OF SILENCE TO HEAR YOUR SOUL SPEAK.  FOR MEDITATION WAS THE LANGUAGE OF SAINTS , SINNERS AND MEDIEVAL KNIGHTS ALIKE. NO MATTER WHO AND WHAT YOU ARE, KNOW THAT YOU BELONG TO THIS HUMAN RACE. YOU ARE ONE OF MANY AND YOU ARE SPEICAL. REJOICE BELOVED ONE.
(breathe in and out slowly )
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cn-_xr3uCEQ

WHEN THE WORLD AT LARGE GIVES US LOUD SOUNDS AND OVERSTIMULI
OF NEWS AND DRAMA, WE NEED TO STOP AND RECENTER THE  UNIVERSE,
INSIDE OF US .   THE ONLY WAY TO DO THIS IS TO FIND REFUGE IN OUR LAIR ,
AND LIVE IN THE SANCTUARY OF OUR THOUGHTS FOR A LITTLE  WHILE.
LOSING THE CROWD DOES NOT ME WE DO NOT CARE , IT MEANS WE
NEED TO PRACTICE SELF CARE, REALIGN OUR CHAKRAS AND RECENTER
OUR BEAUTIFUL MINDS . FOCUSING ON HOPE, ENDURANCE AND STABILITY
HELPS US ACCOMPLISH ALL THAT WE HAVE SET OUT TO DO.
(BREATHE IN AND OUT SLOWLY )
HOPE IS A FEELING OF TRUST, WE CAN ILL AFFORT TO LOSE IT
WE CAN WIN EACH DAY, IF WE TAKE THE TIME TO EMBRACE IT.  
WHEN DARKNESS THREATENS, IT IS THE LIGHT OF HOPE THAT BECKONS
WHEN WE FACE OUR DEMONS,  IT IS ANGELS THAT LOVE US WITHOUT TREASON
IF WISHES ARE MADE OF PAPER AND CREPE, AND PROMISES ARE MADE OF AIR
THEN THE ONLY THING THAT IS CONCRETE IN OUR HEARTS , IS    "HOPE "
WHEN THE WORLD AT LARGE GIVES US TOO MUCH TO BEAR, THE ONLY THING
THAT CAN KEEP US ALIVE AND CENTERED IS TO BELIEVE IN HOPE ,
THROUGH SOLIDARITY OF FAITH, FOR EACH OTHER, AND THROUGH EACH OTHER
WE BECOME BOTH PEACEFUL AND STRONG,  LIVING TOGETEHR AS ONE.
PEACE BE WITH YOU ALWAYS,
The ecstasy of gold is self contained inside my heart
in a spot where memory holds you in for all my days  
My silent eyes have touched you in a million ways
and my silent tongue has tasted you in every part  

My hands have cooked for you and poured you wine  
and lips of wet have traced your chin time after time
I am a gypsy soul that found her first reunion ring
and my caravan of love is you, you make me sing

I've sat with you in the parlor room right after bath  
and shared with you the linen breath of my youth
together we bloomed flowers and trailed our path
back to the future where we lived out our truth,

The ecstasy of gold is self contained inside my heart
I know that but have I ever told   YOU,  that !

November 1st, 2020
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