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Oh to live in the pulse of the sun and feel blessed  
and smell the sweet scent of a flower's in-chide  
to inhale all the power of summer's attest  
and exhale it towards God's ambrosial tide

To bathe in the peace of the stars during night
and flow with the light of the dawn like a kite;
To course through the heavens and never lose sight,
one must sound out the trumpet of summer's respite;

To dream by the oak and awake by the sea
when August has ripened and turned Jubilee
you must enter dominion of summer's delight
and live in the rapture of candescent light

Oh to live and to love one must first learn to kiss,  
the kinetics of summer, with eternal bliss.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwNtosYbYiA

You call me out upon the waters
The great unknown where feet may fail
And there I find You in the mystery
In oceans deep my faith will stand
And I will call upon Your Name
And keep my eyes above the waves
When oceans rise
My soul will rest in Your embrace
For I am Yours and You are mine
Lyrics to a song I have created both music & word

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JrXxh67VbVQ

Refrain: Maybe all I could give you is the song of my heart
maybe all I could give you, is my melody

In the mist of my loving I have bloomed you a rose
for those winters of hunger when everything froze
enclosed in this journey, of just you and I
this passion and kindness is willing to die

Refrain: Maybe all I could give you is the song of my heart
maybe all I could give you, is my melody

In the haze of my senses I have given you love    
for the arms that have held me have brought me such light  
at the edge of the stars we are diamonds of sky
this intimate moment is just like a sigh

Refrain: Maybe all I could give you is the song of my heart
maybe all I could give you, is this melody.
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2023
Quote by author: "Its as if an angel wept and left behind all the tears of heaven's sorrow"


The floodgates of my thoughts wide opened
and out came an outpouring of love and compassion
from the font of my wicker nebulous heart*
I saw him with my naked eye fighting for his life  
struggling for re-entry into God's kingdom;
His mother cradled him softly in the softest enmesh of her
aching arms, over and over she repeated his name  
like a sacred mantra.
He was born with a congenital heart defect
and wasn't expected to live over the age of one.
She walked him to the window and inside the sky
she saw a crepuscular light appear just before the sunrise
As the child was bathed in light two blue eyes opened
and a cupid mouth shaped an O, though nothing came out
but a deep deep sigh;
His chest heaved and with his eyes lifted to heaven
he was taken by a brooding nimbus cloud that appeared out of no where.
The rain began to fall gently from a heavy laden sky,  
his soul saturated by love, climbed to heaven without even once having had the chance to ask God, Why?
Quote by author: Touch the cornerstone of our memories
and there you shall discover the amulet of love
that I once gave to you and you to me.  

In the face of love I find your heart and all you ever gave to me
the cherished days I held so dear the laughter of our youth
you
In the face of love my journey now complete is knitted
in the breaths we took together
we

In the face of love we conquered every hill
and every raging storm inside and out
us*
In the face of love no poem could describe our story,  
nor  show the hourglass of our beautiful lifetime

You touched my soul and melted it with yours my love
heart to heart no separation can ever take away
the joined assembly of our precious, precious, love.
Once upon a time
when I was a child of three  
looking at the stars
and whispering to the moon,  
I sang me a song of love;  
then the years went by
and I lost my girlish ways
forgetting the view
I saw, life became unclear
as dry bones began to ache.
Returning to love  
I recalled the moon and stars  
and the girl who sang;
When I was a child of nine,  
yes, the world was truly mine
The whispering moon
was a big fat red balloon
that made my heart sing;
Though I always sang in tune,
life was over, way too soon.
May all the sonnets in the world compiled in beauty
lend themselves to your sweet eyes of gold
may every line of of penmanship speak to you of me
showing you that ardor, still untold

and when the moon comes out to serenade you darling
send me kisses from your balcony
and when the moonlight bathes the feather's of a starling
tinted dark as heaven's ebony,  

bring me all your charms and play your castanets my love
rend each doubt and join me over there
where every wingeth bird soars up like a turtle dove  
and plays you music oh so fair

may every sonnet ever written call you out by name,
may every poem ever uttered be your sweet proclaim.
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