How Time Flies

Hi Everyone.   First my laptop had a major illness and then I could not get into my WordPress account and finally – here come the HOLIDAYS!  So I have been a busy bee in my Etsy shop.  Want to know WHAT I have been doing?  Check this out:

https://www.etsy.com/shop/EnchantedRoseShop

And lots more……    Don’t forget about Small Business Saturday either!  November 26th 2016!

Moment’s Joy

Wrote this a while back to remind people to live in the moment and enjoy every moment!

 

Use your good china for breakfast;
your obituary is written the following day.
Enjoy good wine – drink slow and sing;
the tombstone is carved next week.
Love the world – walk among the trees
on a Tuesday;
just because.
Funeral tomorrow at 10.

Copyright Vallee Rose 2016

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Changing

The wind blows in circles
twisting and turning to the rhythm of the music
inside, outside, within.

Breezes gently touching the soul
answering asked questions
subtly, gently until
the Soul screams and invokes

the change

causing the gusts of the storm
to open the gatewayin preparation
of the Transformation.

Copyright Vallee Rose 2016

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Stillness

Clouds appear still til they float away;
a flower lays dormant til the birth of day.
Moon overhead hanging up in the sky
lighting the night til the time to say good-bye
as once more a day is born
and crickets are quiet as we begin the morn.
Breezes blow to wake the sun;
leaves dance… the day has begun.

Lights turn on in houses next door.
Here we go again always asking for more.
TV blares and car radios loud
as if people have to say: “Look at me Proud”.
Brains wiz with thoughts of a raise
putting my sentiments into a daze.
Where did the stillness lose its’ grip?
Was I mistaken and only took a trip?
So I quiet my mind and close my eyes.
Thank goodness the stillness is still inside.

Copyright Vallee Rose 2014

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Last Night’s Rain

Pebbles illuminating
last night’s rain.
Purples and shades of yellow
stretching their blossoms
to greet the
morning sun.
Iridescent greens
blanketing the landscape
inviting bare toes
to come and play;
reminding us of the joy;
recalling days of innocence;
recognizing our separation
from love,
and placing us back into
bliss.

Copy right Vallee Rose 2016

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Returning to the Light

I used to write hundreds of poems and posted in a site called poetry.com.  I started writing at age 10.  Recently people have been perusing those poems again so thought I would share one today….

The fears we hold, you cannot sleep.
You toss and turn slipping into the deep….
abyss in your mind as you think and despair
when in truth you only need to repair…
those joys of knowing the Giver of Life,
the One and only who takes away strife.

And yet you dwell in the hell you make
worshiping those gods that are truly fake.
For how can we know our Creator, our Light
until we let go and walk into our night…
the dark of our souls, the pit of our hearts.

Yet once we reach those, we can truly start
to remember our place, that life isn’t a race
but a time to breathe, a time to be relieved,
a time to remember the webs we weave
as we walk our journey through that last night
and into the only true thing….  our Light.

Copyright Material Vallee Rose 2016

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Photograph by Vallee Rose New Mexico Sunset

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