Know that in the magnitude of this world we can thrive. There is nothing so horrible that you cannot move forward and or past it. Dwelling on the past will only scar and tarnish your future. I truly believe we make the best choices we can in the moments we have. I know we are also one in the same, yet many characters in the days that span between birth and current day. Know that like the seasons people change. You may have more than one soul mate, makes sense being that we all have more than one personality. Give what you can and embrace the choices made. If and when the purpose for making that choice changes or looses it brilliance then move on. File it as a learning tool, be kind to who and what you leave. Acknowledge what once was, then head held high, shoulders back; embrace and move forward into what is the next step of this journey. Don’t carry the baggage of life and choices. Move them to memories and cherish the joy that was. Learn from the pain that was a part of the experience. For love with out pain has no mathematical bearing in this world. Simplify; love and live and don’t look back..Land of Rose WordPress.com /barkyrose.blog.com

Shine

We are all simply a small flame that joins with many other flames to create the torch that is life. No other flame has the right to impact or diminish the brilliance that is you. The torch of life flickers with the joy and pain that is living. Shine brightly in all that is you. Let no one extinguish the beauty and imperfections that is you. Shine bright and ignite those that smolder in their own existence. You can be the eternal flame, you can be the ember that fuels the small flames. Know your strength, know your worth. I have seen it within you ; I know !!! Land of Rose WordPress.com / barkyrose.blog.com

The smell of burning rubber blows past her face. She turns her head and tucks her nose into the massive space between his shoulder blades. Her own arms are wrapped about his waist, She leans back and adjust her head band. As he starts the bike she begins to quickly braid her long reddish brown hair. The sounds from the race track vibrates in her ears. With head pressed against his back they drive off. She can’t help but smile as his hair catches in the wind and tickles her face. She lifts her head and looks past his strong shoulders into the road ahead. So many journeys they had shared, ages worth, some happy some sad. He was truly a part of her soul. He need only to walk into the room to make her heart skip a beat. She with the head strong, somewhat stubborn attitude that not only conquered his heart but tried his patience. So appropriate that they ride, so comforting is the chaos of the track. The sensory overload of sound and smell. The overtaking way the vibrations of machine meeting road causes your heart to race. Wind blowing in your hair, the road beneath you, all the while wrapped in the strength and love of one another. The bike bounces and he quickly turns his head to make sure she’s ok. She smiles and kisses his cheek. In a flurry of hair that has broken free from her make shift braid ,she smiles and holds on tighter. She not only feels the strength of the man she married, but the gentleness that lives behind those sky blue eyes. Tonight they return to mom and dad, middle aged employees, partners in what we call society. In this moment though, they are elusive, risk takers that ride wild into the wind. Lovers holding tight with only the wind in front of them and reality behind them. The moon has risen and soon it will be time to turn back. But for now she will lose herself in the smell of man ,machine and nature…………… Land of Rose

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