Lilac

Each day I watch as the leaves grow and bring to the hollow lush shades of green. The seasons reveal that there is hope beyond the days of stormy weather. I find mother nature to be quite encouraging as she shares in her ever blooming gardens the mystique of life. One lesson that surfaces is the need one plant has for another. The tables of the forest shows the needs of the various plants and how they are dependent upon one another to flourish and provide for the animals that live within. The trillium carpeting the hills nourished from the rich and moist soil hidden under an array of tall and stately trees.
I understood my need to hold your hand as I felt the rain upon my face and the thunder rattle my soul as the lightening lit the sky striking fear into my being. Your smile shines down on me and thus warms my very soul and your embrace is felt like the tree embrace the mountains, strong and secure. But most of all I feel the growth of my spirit as it is surrounded by your love




The tantalizing smell of lilac in full bloom. I can get lost in the fragrant blooms of lilac as they tease the spirit into an entrapment. An invitation to the soul, one that has it falling back into our yesterdays as it documents the current moment. I literally spun around in dance, as if the hollow had summoned me to partner with spring in a celebration of a season in its full expression. Briefly I felt such glee as I became one, one with the moment, one in spirit with the hollow, one with the dreams of my heart.

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It has been five months since I made my new years resolution, " to thine own self be true. " Have I been honest with myself? My heart and soul again raised the question? Have I been honest with myself? I hadn't removed all traces of fear, nor had I gained in the stride in which I had hoped. We all at times feel the restraints from both our inner and our outer vulnerabilities. I see a few accomplishments as well as personal failures. I feel the weight of my surroundings and the anchor of my choices. I thought back to the moment when the journey took a great turn. It was a time where I had succumbed to the walls of despair both physically and spiritually. At this time it was a rapid period of growth, I had seen my own worth in the world, my value as a woman and a friend. It was a rather simplistic time without pressure, one that worked with my spirit and enhancing the soul and encouraging growth. The experience did not stop there, there was much to learn and I was learning at a rapid speed.

Moving slowly I was now at the mile marker where I first escaped, I left behind the memories that haunted me so and I walked away to feed my own personal needs. Here is where I began to explore my own emotions, some that had not surfaced till that very moment. I felt a happiness that I never had experienced before.

In time more lessons would be revealed as I moved forward and embraced friendship and love in the most unique way. From a time when "ignorance was bliss" to the struggle to stay a float to and again to a period of growth which took me to another level.

I at times feel as close as the angels to the heavens and as distant as a fish to the dessert. Turning the pages in the book of truth, what do we see? I thought about the purpose of this life and where the journey leads. It is not in the ending of a book but the path we taking getting there. Brush and thistle, Brier and rambling rose all seem to barricade the path.Forging ahead through thorn and thicket, I am aware of the struggles on the climb. The claw of the anchor digs in deeper to try and hold me back. Release his hold and set me free, allow my heart and soul to dream.

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The more I experience, the more I crave.

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The hunger is fed by knowledge.

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One lie causes the rocks to crumble for the foundation is weak.

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Because I dared to love...

Burn Yea Flame

Energy ungrounded, soul in despair, awaits your presence, as I am needing you here. A world in motion, separate from one, draws a clear image of what needs to be done. Clouds fallen, close to the earth, invitational message to see your worth. The vision appearing over the sea, heart and spirit, love and a dream. The chosen path ignited a fire, causing a blaze to grow by the hour.
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He reeks of poison which confronts the soul, weighing with a heaviness and the evilest of hold. Weakened and weary I gasp for a breath, to complete a journey and rid life of the mess. I know that your here in the still of night, when the darkness surrounds me, you give me the light.

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When the stars rule the heavens and lights the dark of night,

I promise to be waiting if takes the battle of my life.

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... as the gap in the miles close,

distant be your flesh, and close be your heart.

I love you...hold on!

From My Lips

My mind is running so fast,
my body is having a hard time keeping up with it.

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Roses of wood, balsa carved
whisper in silence as the
secrets unfold.

My heart to your heart,
as story tells, a love so
strong it conquered hell.

The taste of sweetness not of
lips, the succulent juices the
soul can't resist.

Destroys the walls that distance
built with a bridge of love and
a life long kiss.

Feel me walking by your side,
hold my hand as we move the
hands of time.

A journey new as each day begins,
with a stroll through life beyond the
countless sins.

Rising high above the clouds we are
where true love can be found. Free,
and beautiful, magical and safe, we
are in the arms of Love's embrace.

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The words are not of a story, nor of love lost or found, what you see appearing, in every sky of blue and written in the hillside with the rays of sun penetrating through. This is the energy given to desire, to create a flame of passion that ignites the very hour. Feel the warmth inside you, don't deny that it exist and when you close your eyes tonight, you'll know it's from my lips.

With you!

When everythings a distance, the challenge far and wide,

I close my eyes and the distance fades quickly with time.

You are here beside me, when I'm all alone, When

the stars fill the sky, they build for us a throne.

Partnered with the dreams, your right here in my arms,

and when I wake up I pinch myself to see if it's

a false alarm.

With you... I can dance, on the cloud of dreams
embrace your memories, when I’m with you.

With you... I can sing, and the world sings back,
a ricochet of song, from me to you.

With you... I forget that time is of the essence,
I’ve forgot the lesson, as I fell for you.

With you... I can live, high above the mountains,
collecting buckets of stardust, when I’m with you.

With you... I can see, the magic of the moment,
the miracle of life, when I’m with you.

With you... I can laugh and spin to childish thoughts,
feeling my heart get hot, when I’m with you.

With you...I can be, anything I want to, be anywhere
when I’m with you.

With you...I’m a child, a woman and a queen,
when I’m with you.

With you.. I know that everything is possible,
even if not probable, when I’m with you.

With you... the stars fall to our feet, a
even display of love with you.

With you... I explore the way the world
should be, perfect like a dream, when I’m
with you.

With you... I am one strong, stronger then
the tether, that holds two hearts together,
when I’m with you.

With you... I believe the moon is there
to shade, if only to silhouette my love
when I’m with you.

With you, I reach for tomorrow, ok!
so I am borrowing a day with you.

With you, I know the feeling of heaven,
ecstatic, over and over again, when
i'm with you.

More Precious

It's not that I need you to feel complete, I know I can stand on my own two feet. Nor a partner of need I plea, It's the walk side by side that compliments me. I don't request that you need to deliver, because from the onset my heart start to quiver.

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Love is not challenged by how much one can give, it's weighed by how deeply you're touched from within.

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I felt it as it brushed gentle to the soul and I held it in my heart where it bound and took a hold. I saw it in the morning before my eyes awake and then again in the evening where it shook me like a quake. A duo with the nightingale a song I did hear, the words that broke the silence were simply that you care.

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More precious then any treasure royalty could hold, more valuable then that of the most highly prized gold . Heavier then a mountain , lighter then the breeze , warmer then the sunshine and more beautiful then any dream. You can float it on the river, and hold it in your heart and when you close your eyes at night you can see it in the dark.It can comfort a distressed baby , wipe the tears from a broken heart , it can halt raging waters and cause a fire to spark. It can knot a field of flowers and at your feet a bouquet lay and when distressed and overwhelmed allow the child to play.

Love

The Moment of the Raven

An explosion of color graced the hills of the hollow. Once again the season displays a canvas of beauty unique to nature. The silence replaced with the echo of life that once lay silent in the folds of my mind. The trail of sadness wind blown to the edges of insanity lead to the path of allegiance that clings helplessly to a new day. .
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When doubt has shed its nasty thread and the only sounds are the heart that bled. A drop of sadness, a drop of fear, a drop that leads and I don’t know where.
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The moment of the raven was not of despair,I could hear his call filling the air.
I knew times limitations had been set from the moment we had taking that first breath.
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Its been said that those who expect find disappointments at the door.
I have fallen victim to my own expectations.
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Singing>

I miss the breath of wind that romanced my heart a spin. The song of morn that held you ever near. My heart cries for yesterday , my soul for the part you played ... my mind cries just to hear you say.. baby I love you...
met you in the autumn breeze, danced in my dreams ... held you in my heart and softy whispered please....listen to the song of joy you placed in my heart ..
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Life would be easy if we really could have selected memory... and remember all the joy and place the nonsense to rest on a regular basis. Or better yet If I could take a moment and hold it forever near .........

One More song left To

The limestone bed lay silent, the hills and trees so quiet the water no longer fills the stream.The beauty of the hills inviting, a bit mesmerizing, as I saw you through the partially sun lit trees.


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Singing>
One more dance atop the mountain , one more song left to sing.
My eyes are closed, but the Lord knows..... Lord knows I can see.

One more dance atop the mountain, one more song left to sing.
I placed my hand over my ears, but my heart heard you singing with me.

One more dance atop the mountain, one more song left to sing.
Reaching with my mind .. my soul set free ..
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Limbo Under Leaves of Green

Singing> Limbo under leaves of Green
Under blue skies and dreams

Felt your touch in the breeze
Made my heart stop to sing


Limbo under leaves of green
Under blue skies and dreams


Felt your touch in the breeze
Made my heart stop to sing


Limbo under leaves of green.........Felt your touch in the breeze

Lost Luggage

I petitioned the heavens to grace each and everyday to rid the evil and keep you from harms way. One prayer each morning , one prayer each night and one to accompany the journey through the darkest night.

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Lost luggage ...

Sender request luggage to be forwarded to intended owner.
Small enough to hold in your hand and large enough to fill your heart.

Enclosed..... one kiss to awaken you each morning
One hug for each and every night.
One dream to jar your memory.
One dance to hold you tight.
One star to guide you safely.
One song sung to delight.
One love to see you home
with God's speed of light.

Exist

A squirrel with its bushy tail jumps from branch to branch harvesting the black walnut for winter storage. At the lower end of the animal kingdom this bushy tail little rhodent has many predators to be weary of, from the hawk to man himself. Instinctively it lives to reproduce and make it through another winter.I have felt many times like the squirrel if only I can make it through another winter. The cold northern winters and their invisible prison walls take their toll on my emotional spirit. The bare minimum of existence. The world outside the hollow comes with a bit of excitement , over anticipation and emotions that lead to more then simple existence. The joy that keeps me hungering for more."I would rather live to be 40 then exist to be a hundred . "
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Behind these Eyes

The forest growth heightened by the mist of rain, surrounds the hollow with a calm that lures the heart into a state of tranquility. Nestled deep in the comfort of nature's beauty a spell of enchantment placed your soul close to mine. Strolling beyond yesterday's sorrow, the gateway of tomorrow opens to a
surreal moment that reaches out to feel your love.

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Blinded by sadness sight unseen I felt your love.

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Behind These Eyes

To Dance upon the Clouds

Caught in the cycle of existence like a animal that forages the forest grounds for winter storage . Survival was based on getting through one day at a time . The child in me never fails to question.Was not looking back and moving forward defeat or victory ? Character is built upon the long journey that twist unclear paths through the briar berry bush ouch! Was this life’s great lesson? Yesterday lay the ground work for tomorrows dreams. I had forgotten to dream , as joyous as a dream maybe it is nothing unless shared.
Dreams teach the heart to dance up the clouds and the soul to grasp your hand in flight.

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A little bit of rain , a little bit of sunshine
A little bit of love, a little bit of heart break
I can't stop from loving you.....
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Autumn's world is my escape. When I need to get away no one or nothing can't hurt me.

In Unity

The Carolina wren nest in the corner of the porch, as she has done every year since I moved here. Each morning I glance out of the doorway to greet her as she flitters about finding food for her young! A barely noticeable drizzle of rain gently falls upon the surrounding hills of the hollow. Cradled in a bed of melancholy emotions, the wonders of nature were quick to remind me of the essential ingredient of a partner. The seasonal changes bring with it hope of a new beginning, a rebirth that invites the heart to look beyond the past pains of yesterday and welcome a new tomorrow that is layered with a path of hope and faith .
Shaken by a chill of thought that as I reached for your hand you were reaching back. The journey not traveled alone, as the spirit of hope cast you into the path and the spirit of faith bonds our souls.

One does not a paradise make!

The ability to share the path laden with hopes and dreams opens the gate of love and bond the hearts through the trials of life. In unity the traveled path is
not a ache of yesterday, it is a glimpse of tomorrow.

To know you is to love you!

I Accept

Its happy Wednesday!
As I spoke with a friend about emotions and how they awaken something within. I decided today’s post would be just that, about accepting the gifts that are placed in our path for a moment , a hour , one day or a life time. In my case I believe the gifts are eternal and once given become apart of who we are . No tears of sadness as the joy of life brings with it the beauty of each days renewal like that of a spring day.
My Friend
I love the morning of sun lit bright
reminds when laughter outshined light.
I love the breeze that whispers in my ear songs
of romance only I can hear. I love the feel of soft
cotton gentle against my skin, reminds how gently
I was touched from within. I love the moment at the
waters edge where the river takes my woes down
stream and memories are set in. I love the treasures
not of silver and gold but more valuable as they
are shared from our souls. I love the day that
our hearts had met and you became my friend .
This
I shall not forget.