Love’s Mirrored Dance

 

D’Or Door Doriane

(‘Muse-doré extraordinaire’ plus adorable bébé, Clara, inspirée qui suivent)

Love’s Mirrored Dance

I have a dear friend, Doriane,

    Who cuts my old, grey hair.

Whose Love’s such cheerful radiance

    It pulls Love’s bold mirror.

So reflecting’s contagious then.

   We others need to share

Our Soul’s neglected singing sent

    To Be Love’s Song somewhere.

Then perhaps someday everywhere

   The Heart Songs will pour out.

When we’re pure laughs like baby’s Care

   Whose start Love’s feelings shout.

Like Clara born two days ago

  To Hélène and father, Giles.

Why Caring’s warm, new-babies’ clothes?

   Who sent friends’ Miracle?

A Miracle beyond precious 

   Somehow landed near here.

A Mirror-full Love’s Seeings blessed 

   Allows growing Love’s cheer.

A baby ‘Seen’ In every sense,

   Her feeling’s that she’s ‘Known,’

Bakes Human Being ‘Sight’ Love sends.

   She’s able to ‘See’ what’s shown.

A Lifetime in Love’s Mirrored Dance  ‘s

   Like plant in fertile soil.

Whose Light and every need’s enhanced;

   Life can withstand all toil.

And become smiling, beaming friend

   Who radiates Love Beams.

With wisdom’s child ‘Seen’ sees again

    To make fate’s Circle Dreams.

With upward Spiraling Miracles 

  Become like Doriane

Giving Love forward mirrored so

   Beginning is like End.

   ‘Seeing’ Baby’s Wisdom.

    Clear Miracles: Human’s

    Mirroring of Loved-one,

    Dear Cared-for baby’s Sum.

Love’s Mirrored Dance

by Loveson G. Flower

2300 28 September 2023

home in bed

Karma’s a bitch!

“Parent” feeding huge baby Cuckoo bird

Karma’s a bitch!

I‘ve an ex-dear friend who’s                         (I believe…)

   A Fool like the Cuckoo bird.

Which tries to send its eggs cruel              (To deceive…)

   Like refused, discarded turd.

Instead of building nest 

    To help Life’s loving’s quest

And grow with parents’ best,

    It gives them stranger’s nest!

Then parents only fly away

   From babies sent alone on way.

Their new “parents” must feed and care.

   What’re their fate? They’re unaware.

Needy new “babies” will grow real fast.

   Cruelly real chicks killed, shoved from nest

To die on ground before fair chance

    For life’s bounty, their unseen dance.

Is there a sadder image made

   Of care detoured, of love that’s “played,”

When littler parents work and slave

   Not bitter there (their, they’re) sent life that way?

To murdered offsprings’ murderers?

   Whose world was oft from nest when hurled?

Dark, clever strategy might win

   If Care’s endeavors won’t fight Sin.

Or one-day all the forest’s full

   Of one species’ nests so CooKoo.

Can still they thrive, and reproduce

   When killed by lies? Most hosts reduced?

When parasites kill their hosts cruel 

   Can there be rights of wronged ghosts who’ll

Find a way back from extinction?

   Finally attack some weak link shown?

Cuckoo birds lay their eggs
in other bird species’ nests

So Karma becomes sure Notion

   Like Newton’s 3rd Law of Motion:

See each and every action there

   Beseeched equals reaction shared.

What goes around, comes around too.

   Now “Do unto others…” is Golden Rule.

While: “Do as thou wilt” is Evil’s way.

    Defiled Cruelties will heal someway.

When Service-to-Self parasites

    Can’t find bliss from Love’s caring Light. 

And Service-to-Others’ strategies

   Then return Love’s warm synergies.

Symbiosis prove’s the best way. 

   When loving hosts aren’t toasted, “played.”

“Do unto others as for yourself.”

   Knew: “Love thy neighbor as thyself.”

“Do no harm…” is Christian way.

   So Soul moves arm with Christ’s Love sway.

It’s better millstone’s tied to neck 

   In wet sea-depths than child be wrecked.

And all Conmen with clever tongues  (“Confidence” women too!)

   Who misuse smarts (hearts, parts) one day’ll be hung.

They’ll be “hoisted with their own petard.”

   Shakespeare’s Macbeth shown lesson hard:

   “Karma’s a bitch!”  …for those that harm!

    Life Lessons: Switch. Cruelties disarm.

    Discover: “Service-to-Others” charm!

    Become: Deserving. Loving. Warmth.

    Genius’ best aim: Serve Love unarmed. 

Karma’s a bitch!

by Loveson G. Flower

15 September 2023

Symbiosis Definition, Synonyms 

Love’s Truth

Love’s Truth

by Loveson G. Flower

18h20, 14 June 2019 

Oh what an end, vacation sent.

While we’re on our way home.

While on the train, smiling dame came:

Belle goddess all alone.

An opera singer, fan Beau Arts bringer,

So much inspiration.

Of shining Light, the kind so bright

Souls touched find elation.

Thus so inspired, the Souls thus fired,

That dreams unfold stories

Of true meaning. Love's Truth screaming

To see what Soul shows please.

A real Artist, who feels Love’s kiss. 

Then expresses her Heart.

Mirrors it then to every friend.

Then blessings’ sharing start.

When wounding’s cares do part

To blend and sing their Art,

To friends: “Please bring your Heart.”

Inspired by (and dedicated to): Madam N. Pellegrini.

1st Heart Song after many, many months.
Written on next train after one from Monterossa to Genoa, Italy.

Transdution anglais / français par Google Translate

https://youtu.be/847bE4xFPd4

unlisted video of vacation, 11-14 June 2019 

with friends in Cinque Terre, Italy 

Love Selfies / Selfies d'Amour (Happy New Year, dear Friends & Family / Bon Année, chers Amis et Famille)

Love Selfies 

by Loveson G. Flower
1 January 2019

I wanted to send to my friends,

  Holiday cheer photos to end

The old year with a whole statement,

  A bold beauty reenactment.

The puppies seemed to be our plan.

  Their loving beings sent to fans.

So All could see how well they've grown

  With pauli's loving lovers shown.

But these past months nothing did come

  Although fantastic photos fun

Of running, happiness at beach,

  Of sunsets, crashing surfs, and each

And every puppy showed just how

  Their growing loving selves said: "Wow!"

But as the year wound down without

  What feared: lack of Inspiration's shout.

Until the last hour of the year

  When pressure cast maximum fear

That all our Art was somehow lost

  And pauli's re-start was the cost.

I discovered automatic file

  That collected Selfies so now

One doesn't need to search through years

  To present Selfies' perfect spheres.

A Selfie is a different beast.

  When I'm included in the yeast

That bakes bread of relationship.

  Not forsake Love we might have sipped.

It's not polite, such picture close,

  Like intimate touch or close knows

That normally we can't partake

  Because politeness distance makes.

But my arm's only oh so long

  And if I'm allowed in Soul's song

Of Selfie photo's unity

  Intimacy shows closely: We.

So I took all the photos from

  The Selfie file of my French run,

The years past my dramatic change

  Past tears, and fears, life rearranged.

The Selfies seem to now express

  Where Self did go, somehow confessed

That loving pauli never left,

  That Love for pauli ever blessed.

And though the others in the frames

  Of Selfie loving some brought pain;

When our little selves couldn't stay

  When darkness fell on Loving's Way.

There were shining moments in past

  When fear of combining was cast

Aside for closer connections

  To confide more love's reflections.

As if to tell the future me

  That bliss that fell must inside See.

It's only but an arm away

  To lonely hold and charming say:

Each Spirit comes and goes again

  And each brings wonder's healing friend.

Even if with our Shadows shown

  Seems to crush until we've now grown

Into another being place

  Into what lover's feelings grace

That what we give comes always back

  And Love needs never ever lack.

So we'll send Love Selfies to friends

  To ask them please see Love again

In windows of past distant times

  And then allow just one more sign

  That we must trust that Love is kind
When we'll remember Selfie fine.

  

English-French Translation by (Traduction anglais-français par) Google Translate