Tag: Writing

Love Doves

Is it true
that today
heaven’s blue looks
even bluer than blue?
And the houses of white
are brighter than bright?
People who pass by
give me their smile
And palm trees
of greenest green
wave excitedly at me
Doves do a love dance
Then go up into the sky
I let me,
let you go
Birds just need
to fly

©RoseGirl2017

Leaving Leaves

The Fall falls down
Heavy on my shoulders
Harvest moon that shines
Upon the lovers’ souls
Blessed is the Autumn wind
That takes us far from here
And blows us
into the comfort of our dreams

Soon you will leave this land
Like the leaves leave the tree
Though there is no goodbye
Always a welcome
To the one I hold dear

And we both know
Winter will knock at our doors
Cold will push us inside
But then let us warm us
With the promise of Spring

©RoseGirl2017

Cup Of Love 

I am on the other side of the river bank
And I hold my cup of love
up high
Precious nectar of the heart
that flows
Shimmering divine
I’d like to offer it to you
But I came from far
and I’m so tired and thirsty
now
So let me drink it first
Then please choose
If you’d like to drink
from this sacred cup of mine
If your heart is open
to receive
‘Cause this cup of deepest love
is for the braves
Who are willing to lose
everything they once believed in
And maybe
You too would like to share
your cup with me
And unblind me
with your truth
We only have a bridge to cross
So let us meet halfway
Let us be drunk by love
Drunk by our truth

©RoseGirl2017

Grounded In Love

The heavens open up
I flow with the water
Tears merge with raindrops

You’re so close
Though I cannot touch you
I see you within
Though you’re not here

Wounds are aching
A heart is moving
I am whirling around
With the wind

I ground myself in love
Earth myself in heaven
And in the eye of the storm
I am at peace

©RoseGirl2017

Inspiration

She is still with me: Inspiration. She gently breathes the words into me. This white angel, does she come from heaven or from hell?
And now she even keeps me out of my sleep.

I ask her to leave, I don’t want her near me here. I tell her to go bother someone else.
This heart drown in pain doesn’t want to swim to the surface no more.
But she is still there, she smiles and invites me into her space.

I put my hands over my ears.
I don’t want to hear the words she blows to me.
I close my eyes.
I don’t want to see her flowing source of light.
I cover my heart.
I don’t want to feel how her touch has opened it.
But even then she is still there.

I tell her I can’t do it. I can’t do what she asks of me.
But she only smiles and then slowly whispers in my ear:

Write… just write

©RoseGirl2017