[Faith.Hope.Love]'s diary
"The Rose Amidst The Thorns"
As my way is made among the thorns,
An inner beauty a rose adorns.
A darkness present, tries to hide,
Still, the rose blooms bright inside.
The thicket of thorns, of brambles too,
Meant to discourage my getting through
To reach the rose, the sweetness of,
To taste, to touch, to feel its love.
There's ice that's formed in places thick,
Yet, cause me not to make judgment quick.
For a rose to grow needs warmth and care,
So more than cold is dwelling there.
The blooming rose, its beauty showing,
Incites my senses, reminds my knowing,
Not easily held are treasures true,
Obstacles mount with search in lieu.
My intuition that lead me here
Detects not even an ounce of fear.
My curious nature now in command,
Right in sync with my heart's demand.
Inside my being there's building suspense,
Desire swelling, growing more intense.
As now the fragrance of the luring rose,
Perfumes the air, captures my nose.
Groping blindly through the dark,
While prickly thorns leave their mark.
The chilling cold, icicle forms,
Frozen remnants of painful storms.
The terrain is rough, ever daunting,
But abortive thoughts aren't haunting,
My curious nature, my intuitive heart,
Pushes me onward away from the start.
Until at last I'm bramble free,
A blessed warmth spreads over me.
The ice once thick is now all unfroze,
And I'm in the presence of a gorgeous rose!
As I stand in awe at this sight profound,
I know I'm standing on precious ground,
For the gorgeous rose glowing before my eyes,
Grows from the heart of the soul it beautifies.
I longed to touch but I refrained,
Such beauty before me mustn't be waned.
Should I touch, would it disappear?
Just the thought brought me fear.
My being possessed with adulation,
My heart touched, full transformation
For suddenly I felt consumed by love
And all its magic, made hence, thereof.
All pain forgotten through my pursuit,
As I savour this delicious fruit.
For there is no greater than love to reap
And nothing more worthy than love to keep.
My way I made among the thorns,
I found the heart the rose adorns;
A journey again I'd gladly take,
Because and for the precious sake...
Of Love.
And now...
Through all the pain and all the grief,
I still can find such great relief,
For inside I see yet a gorgeous rose,
Still so beautiful and still it glows.
And yes, I feel and know it's true,
The beauty that beats inside of you!
Written by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-02-04 09:07:00 (EST)
Inspired by the person who I still see the gorgeous rose among the thorns glowing within him.
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A certain man planted a rose and watered it faithfully, and before it blossomed, he examined it. He saw the bud that would soon blossom, but noticed thorns upon the stem and he thought, "How can any beautiful flower come from a plant burdened with so many sharp thorns?" Saddened by this thought, he neglected to water the rose, and just before it was ready to bloom... it died. So it is with many people. Within every soul there is a rose. The God-like qualities planted in us at birth, grow amid the thorns of our faults. Many of us look at ourselves and see only the thorns, the defects. We despair, thinking that nothing good can possibly come from us. We neglect to water the good within us, and eventually it dies. We never realise our potential. Some people do not see the rose within them- selves; someone else must show it to them. One of the greatest gifts a person can possess is to be able to reach past the thorns of anoth- er, and find the rose within them. This is one of the characteristic recognising the nobility in their soul. Help others to realise they can overcome their faults. If we show them the 'rose' within themselves, they will conquer their thorns. Only then will they blossom many times over. ॐ unknown |
"Garden Of Life"
| Life is a gift of many a lesson. Each one we learn becomes a blessin'. As we grow our Garden Of Life, Challenged by struggles and by strife, We learn the essence of how beauty grows, Triumphs are achieved overcoming woes. As we reflect on the lessons we've learned, Our garden's worth we know we've earned. And so... Gardens need sunshine but also need rain, To appreciate beauty requires some pain. |
Written by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-02-02 09:48:00 (EST)
Inspirational credit: Thank you for inspiring me, Luxmi Kumar <3
work in progress: 2014-02-02 10:33:39
finished: ©2014-06-21 03:47:00 (EST)
"Love Maintenance"
| If you love someone, let them breathe. Do not upon them demands bequeath. Do not cling nor try to possess, Treat inferior, perceive as less. Allow them freedom to themselves be, Encourage them, their dreams to see. Bond through Love, never by force, To strengthen union, instead of divorce. With velvet ties, keep the connection, For chains of control end in rejection. The initial sparks, imbed them deep And division won't between you creep. Romance the Love, keep stoked the fire. So flames of passion will burn with desire. |
Writteb by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-06-21 03:47:00 (EST)
..And more than they deserve.</center>
"when you have "sold" your soul.. the divine spark in one... there´s nothing else left as to cling onto false pride and illusions .. as their hope, love and faith has been given
away also therefor.. and without these values.. no-one can live a life in harmony with the ever-creating divine energy which will fullfill any living soul with deep contentment.."
#Poetry #Soul
"Trade NOT Your Soul"
| Many seek favour in the eyes of those Who worship money, power, and control, But what's a person truly to gain, If they give up, forfeit their soul? Values, morals, self worth... robbed, taken; Compassion, love, life... all forsaken. A lust for short term gratification Becomes the focus of motivation. Long term consequences matter not, Yet, a forfeited soul soon forgot. For a soul obscured from love, from light, Shall then fall prey to the black of night. Once consumed, soul defeated; Deception wins, evil completed. Trade NOT Your Soul, the essence of you, Resist temptation. It's always a rue. |
Written by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-02-01 04:06:00 (EST)
Thank you for being a blessed soul of inspiration and love, Johann. <3
| It's easy to trade in one's soul... but it's near impossible to gain it back. This is why temptation succeeds because people in general are more inclined to take the easy road requiring less effort on their part or so they are 'mis'led to believe. But then when they have gone a distance on the more and highly traveled path, the path that seemed so easy at first, they find the things that really count in life, that truly matter most, can't be found or had on this 'easier' path. But then, as easy as it was to get on it, it is many more times difficult to get off it. So many people do this every day, trade in, are so willing to give up, their souls, their own value, self worth, integrity, dignity, etc. just for the sake of achieving recognition by those who are void of the same. Personally, I'll be more than glad to turn down recognition and/or favour because I know there is NOTHING more valuable than one's soul. "Justification is temptation's best friend." ~ Artsieladie Quotes |
"Volcano"
| Beneath the surface, lava flows; Deep within, desire glows. Rivers of passion doth hotly swell, Surpassing the rampant flames of hell. While on the surface, calm, serene, Masking what's hidden, seldom seen. Even a glimpse is extremely rare, Unless one is brave enough to dare To enter this chasm of enraging fire, And only armed with equal desire. |
Written by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-01-30 07:47:00 (EST) </center>
"Inspiration"
| Inspiration comes from others who inspire, Setting free the passion and so, the desire, To allow the heart to disclose and express, Disrobing inhibitions, while feelings are undressed. So many thanks to all my dear friends, You inspire me always without ends. The light inside of me Is a reflection of you, Your beauty I so treasure, As each day we travel through. |
Written by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-01-23 04:55:00 (EST)
#Poetry #Love
"The Singing Rose"
| A rose is just a rose until it blooms with love, Then it sings sweetly as the Angels high above, Join in and together, the harmony is so profound, All the universe rocks with the beauty of the sound. |
Written by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-01-23 04:53:00 (EST)
Inspirational credit: Ramanjit. Thank you dear friend. :) <3
#Poetry #Love
"Love, An Eternal Flame"
| Love, An Eternal Flame, Always burning bright, Blessing those consumed, With its constant light. Always beckoning more To walk into the fire, Never for to burn, But kindle deep desire For serenity and peace, Thus true happiness and joy, Only love can fulfill, Enact and deploy. |
Written by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-01-22 22:22:00 (EST)
Thank you Johann for inspiring me and this poem. :) <3 Namasté
#Poetry #God #Love
"Master Artist"
| As I look around, the beauty I do see, What an awesome picture, painted for you and me! God, thee Master Artist, Master of Design, Created ALL this wonder with His touch divine. Only a Master's golden brush in every stroke with Love, A rainbow for His palette, across the sky above, Could possess such magic, a power so profound, To paint in 'living' colour, giving life all around. |
Written by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2010-06-21
Inspired by God. :) <3 </center>
"Love Pollination"
| Once connected, the truest bonds cannot be torn apart, For there's no stronger bond than between heart to heart. No matter what the force or the distance in between, Those who truly care for us will remain on the scene. They do not abandon us in our time of need, Nor do they try, our dreams to impede. Life, it seems, is likened to a garden we would sow, Weeding out the weeds, while having flowers grow. But sometimes a weed appears as a pretty flower, Until its beauty quickly fades, its sweet becomes sour. As weeds always do, it will smother, overtake; Presenting itself as real, when in fact a fake. But when the weed is plucked, removed from the bed, Our garden resumes its beauty more than can be said. Like cross pollination, their intertwined perfume, Once hearts and souls connect, they are Love in Bloom. |
Written by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2013-07-17
"Garden Of Love Bears Love"
| The fruit borne of our gardens depends on the seeds we sow, And how we tend and cultivate our gardens as they grow. If we plant seeds of love, nurture with tender 'loving' care, Delectably sweet fruit our gardens then shall bear. But should we plants seeds of resentment, nurtured with selfish pride, Our fruit will then be bitter and soured, the sweetness of love denied. As we grow our gardens, too, we must keep ourselves aware Of bad weeds that may take root, invade our guarded lair. Our gardens require effort with diligence sustained, To keep them always blooming, their beauty thus maintained And so, their fragrance sweetly seductive, will then toxify All those attracted and even passers by. When growing a garden full of love, thieves fear not, For if they steal your seeds and fruit, what have they got? Love produces love, your garden will continue to generate And the thief will then have love to grow instead of any hate. |
Written by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-01-26 03:18:00 (EST)
"Don't Toy With My Heart"
| Don't Toy With My Heart; don't play your game, Don't mess with my mind, call it love as you claim. Don't tease me, don't taunt me, don't tantalize... Don't lie, don't cheat, nor try to disguise, The fake in your heart you are feeling, Pass me by, mine you're not stealing. My love I'll give to a heart who'll return it And not to a heart who'll only burn it. So please... Don't even knock upon the door of my heart, And there'll be no finish without a start, To bring me heartache and pain to endure Is not what I want nor am I looking for. One piece of advice before you leave, The day is coming when you shall grieve, Not for the hearts you've hurt in your wake, But for your own when it becomes at stake. Don't Toy With My Heart; don't play your game. Keep on truckin' and bear the shame, For one who plays with another's emotions, Will weep one day rivers and oceans. If you don't love me, then leave me be, There are many, many more fish in the sea, One day you'll fall for a heart like your own And you shall reap just what you've sown. |
| The time has come to phase you out, The year is here, I've no doubt. You've had your fun; you've had your way, Your time is up, your time of play. There is another who is real And will not hurt me or make me feel Regretful and sorry for loving and caring. It is with him I'll be sharing, My heart, my spirit, my soul, my love. He'll be the one I'll now dream of. |
Written by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-01-29 02:11:00
Inspired by Johann. <3</center>
"I Love To Practice"
| There's so many things I Love To Practice, Some I succeed at, and some I miss. There's art and writing, reading a book, Playing music and love to cook, Whether it's cooking up love or a delicious meal, Practice makes perfect, the better I feel, About myself, a continual work, Progressive I hope, the positive perk. I Love To Practice being caring and kind, To see with my heart with an open mind; Being grateful each day for all my blessin's And even for learning the harder of lessons. I Love To Practice and with earnest pursue, The best I can be to be worthy of you; To keep my expectations of others low, While my own set high and kept in tow. I Love To Practice, the practice of giving, Helping others is really the essence of living, For when bringing joy to another's heart, You invest in your own, most deepest part. |
Written by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-01-29 12:02:00 (EST)
Thanks for the inspiration, Steven Krohn. <3 </center>
"Garden Of Blessings"
| I am blessed in many ways, too many ways to tell, And gratitude for them given, deep inside doth dwell. For a blessing to be fulfilled though, shared it must be, So the hearts of others can be touched is the key. When a blessing blooms, it must be pollinated By others than from the vessel by which it was created, So the blessing can procreate, reproduce and multiply, And not left to wither or shrivel up and die. When we share our blessings, we sow an ever blooming garden, And along with caring and compassion, we must also give pardon, For when we cultivate with elements of love, we nourish To keep our gardens blooming and brightly they will flourish. We are all given blessings, A fragrant and various array, And when we combine and share them, Gardens of splendor we all can then display! |
Written by Artsieladie, aka Sharon Donnelly ©2014-01-25 10:25:00 (EST)
Inspired by and thank you Ramanjit. :) </center>
When another person makes you suffer, it is because he suffers deeply within himself, and his suffering is spilling over. He does not need punishment; he needs help. That’s the message he is sending.
Thich Nhat Hanh
| Sharing from Amy... This is likely one of the most difficult lessons to learn in life... in spite of another causing you grief, maintain an open heart to try and understand things from the offender's perspective. People act and react in accordance with what they are dealing with themselves, whether it be near the surface or deeply rooted. To say THIS is an easy task, would be a fallacy. It isn't easy because one's first instinct is to return in some way to the other the hurt another is causing them. So it takes control and restraint and "maturity". However, with this said, it doesn't mean that when another hurts you, wrongs you, you don't have the right to defend yourself "against the wrongdoing". We must also defend ourselves because we are in charge of our own defense. Others are not. So to try and handle this "emotional divide" within oneself IS very difficult because on one side of the line, you want to understand why, to offer help to the other person offending you. But then, on the other side of that line, you also must defend yourself. So in trying to maintain clear differentiatio I think though, if we can target our frustration "on the offense" as opposed to "on the offender", this helps to keep the dividing line more clear. So if one must hate, then hate the 'offense', NOT the 'offender'. There is a very big difference. ..And if you direct your anger and frustration at the 'offense' rather than the 'offender', you will remain open to forgiveness, understanding, and perhaps most importantly, closed to bitterness and resentment.. hatred from entering into your own heart. I have found in my many interactions with people, there really aren't that many people who truly grasp and understand this concept but yet, it is such a valuable one to learn and I do believe that every parent and/or guardian of a child needs to learn this and practice this with the children they have influence with. Never say, "Bad child!" But say instead, "Bad what you did, but I know you have good and much better in you." There is such a huge difference because the child then associates bad with their behaviour, but NOT with themselves. When one tells a child that "they" are bad, then the child will start believing that "they" themselves are bad and so, will just begin to not care if they behave badly or not because they've been told they are bad anyway. ..And as much as this may sound trite or trivial in regards to adults, it really isn't. Two wrongs never make a right. It's not easy to control our reactions to bad or wrong treatment, but then... "The path of least resistance is also the path of least rewards." ..And it's not something we can always succeed at doing, especially when a wrong is being done to us continually and repeatedly. But it's still important to strive for directing our anger at the action versus the act initiator nonetheless. I firmly believe that ANY issue can be resolved through communication and if through the communication the 'issue' is addressed rather than the one or ones causing the issue, then an amicable and mutually beneficial resolution can be reached. But when one party likes to pretend there is no problem or chooses to think that ignoring an issue and it will resolve on its own, either one of these options is NOT an option for resolving anything and these reactions are not only indicative of a lack of maturity but also indicate that the unwilling party wishes not to resolve anything, but instead just wants to keep the pot stirred up. ..And the only reason a person and/or people involved would want to keep the pot stirred up is because the person and/or people involved is/are feeding off of the drama being created. If they weren't feeding off of the drama themselves, then they would want to work to resolve the matter. ..And when those involved say things like: "Eh, I can't be bothered." and "I don't get involved." (although they are already) and "There's nothing I can do." ..etc.. <~ These are nothing more than "cop outs" and only show a callous attitude of apathy and indifference and it's people like this that ALLOW and ENABLE the wrongdoers of the world to get away with their transgressions against others and humanity as a whole. ..And in my situation, since "I" have been the one to suggest and/or offer viable ways to work out what I'm being subjected to and those on the opposing side are the ones balking at the idea, THIS then makes the opposition at fault, not I, and so, "they" ARE the "drama kings and queens" and if they were "mature adults", they'd see this. |
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