https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QRPpyZaZd6Y

May you be illuminated by your intellect and lead along the path of righteousness
may you be lifted up, a lantern onto the heavens with spherical love and compassion
Light, shall be cast upon your path as you walk towards life with heart wide open...
Energy rays of warm will reach your solitary state of mind and infuse you with joy
creating in you the diamond halo of eternal life...
Come journey through your thoughts and quiet the still of your voice.  Inside of you
chains are being loosed.  You are being freed from every illusion and pre-concept.
May the Universal Mother embrace you and bless you her waters of anoint  
and bring you to the font of healing, as you shine and live.  
Only you own the key to your inner Kingdom, only you can open the
time belt of knowledge.  Allow your sacral energy and color to vibrate and change
until its a lovely shade of sapphire blue. Pierce the veil of confusion, enter into communion with your clear self.   A world of magic awaits, reconstruct the
way you perceive things.  Do not be afraid of change, you have the effulgent
beams of stars and moon at your side. They will show you how light your travel
can be, allow them to take you gently home.
May the benefactor of your body, mind and soul, infuse you with Hope, as you
walk through this valley called earth. You have been given the knowledge of
true self, so drop your false illusions and climb up the ladder of contentment.
Thank you for listening , this is Mystic Rose ,  until we meet again, Be Well.

Om Bhoor Bhuwah swaha, Tat Savitur Varenyam, Bhargo Devasya Dheemahi, Dhiyo Yo Naha Prachodayat."
May the Almighty God illuminate our intellect to lead us along the righteous path

In the stillness of the night a sparrow sleeps wings closed
whispering to the moon secrets heldfast at sorrows door
chasms of fear in the bottom of my bottomless pit, I pray
that morning will come to break the stars for sake of sun

In calmness of this stillborn eve I wait for freeze and wind
trampling of wild animals in my forest glen will not rescind
until the break of day arrives to feather alleys of the dark
I will soar with creatures in the ticket of a charcoal night  

Moon secrets held fast at Mystic's door of Grace I embrace
the blackboard dove of light that knows to crow a magic spell
my gown of stygian silk is tangled in the stars that shine out  
and I am willing it to sweep the dark for sake of blessed light.

secret flowers hidden in my chest
ever day I wake up to do my best
the prayers of yesterday still linger
on my distracted, rolling fingers
a sacral image tattooed with Grace  
etched upon my heart, Christs face
no denomination here, just love
properly suiting me like a glove;
Sanctity cannot be seen but can be felt,  
a deliquesce thing that comforts, melts.

A sliver of light appears in the distance
calling me like a songbird in the morn
a silent beam dotted without askance
it was long ago that my Lord was born
every room is silent here, except mine    
soaring on tinseled dreams of yesterday  
the others sleep, while I keep vigilant time    
I want to be prepared for Christmas Day
A slip of truth slides inside my heart
I am content to be right where I am
waiting for a new day aside my counterparts
living out the season best that I can
Merry Christmas Jesus, I whisper softly,
and to the whispering wind, I have Faith in thee

Tremble at this door child but do not come in yelled the Quent  
she an ogress at the end of her wits wearing muslin and flint  
was only looking for a King who could love her as she was  
When the angry boombox voice gave her quivering she went  
away, hunching her shoulders she glided away her ogre scent

A little latch opened a flash of blue  a slant of eye then he re spoke
"do you clean Kingdoms and can you cook, for a jaunty bloke?"
"oh for the love of God" she cried, I got teacups bigger than this place  
yes  I can wipe your palace, dust your crocket, just don't look at my face
and so he let her into the Kingdom of JUA, and so began their chase

A little fairy magic in the soup was all he needed as he ate in one gulp  
contented as a Mishka, he cried out,  " my your skin is soft as pulp! "
From an Ogress to a Tigress, down she went like a pile of  timber
while he headlong without haste planted a kiss so soft and limber  
that it opened her heart, henceforth they lived happily ever after .  

The End.
December 24, 2020

My heart is made of lace held fast by Holy fabric strings  
its red like a  pomegranate warm like my Father's love
my heart is open like a rose in summer when it sings  
and when I meet a stranger,... it chances it thereof

My heart is volatile like a bird  through an open door
it beats to pulsed emotions living deep inside my chest  
finding favor with my soul loving me with sweet adore,  
it pumps blood inside my chambers, never taking rest  

This heart of mine is made of love and Holiest of things
I spend my time giving true support to those in need
if I were Angel my heart would own two feathered wing
but Angel I am not, though I love to plant the seed,

Its only God that can turn a heart into Holy fabric strings
Its only God that can turn a heart into a heart that sings.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M9FU7Q-BthE

Have you seen the light of Him that shines brighter then the  
Aludra star of heaven's lair, and have you seen the rays that
Veer towards you when you pray, my brother have you
Ever known more peace then when you bow your head in prayer

Yoked to your heart He is your everlasting soulmate and your friend  
On the wings of faith you can soar towards Him night and day  
Unearth your fears and find the comfort that you need  

Sacred Father, Abba, Patriarch and Archer of all that is good in you  
Every action of yours is guided by His Holy subservient angels
Experience Him in your journey of love and know that you are  
Noteworthy of His protection.  Sister of life on earth plant  a seed

The creator will water it and make it grow like a rose in the dessert
Hide it from the enemy let it prosper in His vineyard. You the  
Elect who is never left in the dark, is a child of the Beloved,

Love with all your heart as he has loved you, built an alter and  
Invite Him to your table dear friend, He is the candle that burns bright
Goodness and peace will follow you if you make  
Him your  confessor and your constant companion .
Trust in Him who created you to His image, know you are loved.