I transcribed this for my grandfather, Bud Love, who came to me while meditating when I was visiting the Sacred Valley in Pisac, Peru. In the dream he was speaking to me through a yellow rose that smelled just like my Nanny, Bonnie Love. It is my intention to publish (looking for a publisher and accepting offers) this poem along with some 50 others in my new book PachaMama Prattle. I am giving you a sneak peak because today is my grandmother’s birthday. Happy Birthday Nanny. There will never be a rose as sweet.
It was a yellow rose of Texas
On a blanket near her earth
It was a cool Peru morning
The day she learned her worth
To integrate the vision it took a bit of time
Like the time it takes for buds to rose on growing thorny vines
Anxiously she watched the buds just begging for a rose
And then unexpectedly her worth began to grow
You see, every bud she ever loved would open eventually
But the rose she always longed for was the one that she would be. ~ Juls ❤
Juls lives in Costa Rica where she finds her inspiration in nature. She is the author of her award winning memoir, The Year of The Frog, a very adult fairy tale come true about her own journey seeking love.
Her newest book to be published soon, PachaMama Prattle is her most creative endeavor combining her love of nature, meditation, poetry and art.
Find her author works on Amazon under her pen name “Juls Amor”, a name she chose to honor her soul and her Mother’s maiden name “Love”.
Juls writes blogs dedicated to promoting healthy love and peace.
Listen to her podcast on podbean while it is still free.
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