I remember well those eyes that sparkled every year on Valentines day
mom would adorn the dining area with red tablecloths and fresh flowers
A beloved Cupid kept vigil by the kitchen window as she shooed us away        
from the melt in your mouth cupcake ganache, too soon to be devoured

Music streamed from an old radio, Barbra crooning to "The way Were"
dishes set side by side, while her Fleur De Rocaille wafted in like a blur    
dad clean shirted and thankful bowed his head in prayer to St. Valentine,
Patron Saint Of Love, after all it was his day and so we drank a little wine

Years later when she died each Valentine's day dad brought home cupcakes  
we would sit around the table and recall the years she would bake like a gem  
it was a tradition we didn't have the heart to destroy, so we did partake
every year, as if she were still here. When the rose died, I saved the stem

I remember her smile and the way she celebrated every moment of the day,  
Cupid gets put away every year but he always returns, it was mom's way.

Feb 19m 2021

Baroness of grace with a rose in your hair  
you walked in beauty  like the light of day      
your  delicate perfume was springtime air  
it scented every corner ,  of your sway    
The newborn flowers strewn across your stare    
hunger for the ***** of a gardeners way  
back in the day when you lived with the Baron  
you bloomed each August like the Rose of Sharon  

But now he has gone to a far away place      
where angels are holding him close to their wing    
As  violets bloom where once he did trace,    
his lips to the touch of your gold signet ring      
you hunger for kisses to cover your face            
but your young youthful lover no longer sings      
He's flown up in heaven where angel's adore    
and spring lasts forever beyond heaven's door  
  
Springtime is here and its bringing no strife  
perhaps you can find a new love of your own  
he's gone to the angels, it cuts like a knife    
adolescent love blown away from your home    
the roses are blooming again bringing life  
to a young Baroness with no need to atone  
Baroness of grace with a rose in your heart,    
spring is calling, now you must do your part.  

Feb. 18, 2021

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H82CTxGn_pw

Crystal blue thoughts meticulously woven inside
colorful banners of love,  Hidden in every crease
of our souls the longing for peace and unity ..
Gather your courage my people and be strong
for as the waters of life anoint, so does the Holy
One.   (breathe)
When one prays one is never parched and never in
need for much. Breathe in the beauty of the mountains
and the beauty of the sea. Listen with your heart
and you will hear the song of freedom closing near .
Scented incense at the edge of a window, smoking
through mirrored glass, the true image of the self.
(breathe)

When I grow old I will laugh much and tell bad jokes
wear my clothes inside out and drink Pepsi not Coke  
then I'll go out and play skip rope, with the kiddies
and visit a shelter who has lots of cats and kitties
When I grow old I'll get a new set of teeth for munch
hide an apple under my bed, in case I need to crunch
I will wear my hair red so all my enemies can drop dead
paint my eyes baby blue, when I have nothing else to do;
When I grow old I'll silence my airs and perk up my pair
strut my stuff all over the place, yes I got things to wear
all  purple, bold and beautiful like me and made of gold  
the memory may fade but my heart, will not grow old
when I grow old I will laugh much and tell bad jokes,  
wear my clothes inside out, with a couple of cloaks .

A winter  magic moment on the wings of seagulls  high
within the stillness of a forest an owl watches nigh
Floating snowflakes swivel, they are falling here and now    
while our little feathered friends, tweet their little sighs

Frosty light caresses, cardinals of red  
gently falling snow in the morning light
Bushy eyed white owls tufted in the snow
black and white woodpeckers,
peck and taps, alongside knock knock marks

Fairy spirits floating, dancing all about  
in a  magical cathedral, pure and pristine white
here the birds have silver tips and honey colored eyes
they always land in softly, with the cadence of the light.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tyJ8WlVikKQ
YES THE HOUR OF WORSHIP HAS ARRIVED. TIME TO PRAISE THE HEAVENS AND
ALL ITS BRIGHT STARS . SPIRIT OF TRUTH, SPIRIT OF GENTILITY, WE WELCOME YOU
INTO OUR CIRCLE OF LOVE.
"I AM THE VINE, YOU ARE THE BRANCHES" SAYS HE. ABIDE IN ME AND I SHALL
ABIDE IN YOU. HERE IN THIS DWELLING GROUND , THE GREAT HEALING POWER
TALKS OF YOU. ALLOW YOUR BODIES TO FILL THE GARDEN.  YOU ARE ALL
SHAPED FLOWERS,  AROMATIC AS THE FIRST LEAVES OF SPRING , SCENTED
LIKE THE FIRST RAINFALL. FALL AFRESH AND RELAX (BREATHE )...
"SEARCH FOR ME WITH ALL YOUR HEART" SAYS HE, AND YOU WILL FIND ME.
I LIVE AMONGST THE STARS , INSIDE THE MOON, ABOVE THE CLOUDS OF WHITE .
DRAW YOURSELVES CLOSER TO THIS CELESTIAL SPHEREAND RECEIVE THE LIGHT
THAT WAS BORN TO MAKE YOU FEEL ALIVE AND WELL.  BE LIKE NEW BORN BABES,
TRUSTING AND CONFIDENT IN THE KNOWLEDGE THAT YOU ARE MOST VALUABLE.
AND WORTHY. (BREATHE)...
LET US DRIFT AWAY ON THE WINGS OF A GLORIOUS FLIGHT, UNAFRAID TO TOUCH
THE CORNERSTONE OF FAITH, "YOUR EARS SHALL BE BLESSED WITH THE SOUND OF
HARMONY " AND YOUR HEART WILL BE ANNOINTED WITH HAPPINESS AND
STABILITY.  
YES THE HOUR OF WORSHIP HAS ARRIVED. ITS TIME TO PRAISE THE HEAVENS  
AND ALL THE ANGELS OF LIGHT THAT COMMUNE THERE WITH YOU , AS YOU
SLOWLY SLIP INTO YOUR UNIVERSE OF PEACEFUL BLISS. (BREATHE)...

Meditate upon the natural order of things.  When you go outside yourself,  take the mossy path of consciousness over to the waters edge and drink.  
Refresh from its wonders and it will give you more then mere matter . Dip in its joyful splash, soak in its contentment, wash in its delirium and it shall be yours;  
THE JOY IN YOUR HEART
WASN'T PUT THERE TO STAY
JOY ISN'T JOY UNTIL
YOU GIVE IT AWAY
Joy is built on gratefulness, awareness, and kindness. When you realize the value of JOY, it will never be undersold, underrated , nor given away   easily.  Don't let others define what joy is and is not for you. Some find it as easily as breathing while others never find it at all. Lost in their own conditions, they never do.  
If worries arrive at your door, take a look at them but don't  let them live there too long, Don't let them destroy your serenity and peaceful state of mind. Carry Joy in your heart and don't let the world tear it apart. Its yours
JOY IS THE CONTINUUM
OF A CONTENTED LIFE
ALWAYS PARE IT GENTLY  
AWAY FROM  STRIFE
meditate upon the natural order of things when you go outside yourself, and if you do you will always find "JOY" Inside your deepest self.
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2021