Wisdom of Roses and Stones

What have you seen, what have you seen
Great stone that stands on the mountain
Your term is much longer than mine
Your view is much broader than mine
What have you seen?

I have seen much that's come and gone
I have seen birds, and heard their song
All that I've seen I have gathered within
Come, touch me and learn what I know

What have you seen, what have you seen
Sparkling rose that blooms 'neath my window
Such a short time is given to you
Such a small space encompasses you
What have you seen?

 I have made love with spiders and bees
In return I give scent to the breeze
My soft petals will fall full of sweet memories
Come touch them then you, too, will know

And I do know that here within me
Are the views of the stone and the heart of the rose
Between them I walk, united with each
Calling their wisdom my own
Copyright © 2010 Mary Beth Watt. All rights reserved.

Belief

I've been thinking about what next to post here. Given what is going on around us - market crashes, floods, the spewing of oil into fragile spaces on a scale bringing destruction we can't even fathom - it is sometimes difficult to reach for thoughts of joy and peace. And yet, I think that is exactly what we should be doing, now perhaps more than ever. I am a believer that thought creates reality. I am a believer in hope.

My poem today is an answer to a question we all must sooner or later ask.

What is it I believe?

  I believe that belief itself is our most powerful tool of creation

  I believe we can hold fast to what we want, knowing it must come

  I believe that, however dark the times,

    our beliefs bring light to illumine what is good

  I believe that, in force, our beliefs unite for purpose

    and we manifest what next is seen to be true

  I believe in love of mother and fathers and sisters and brothers

    and of our singular mother, Earth

May our beliefs bring light to dark places and joy to our days

So that well-being must be felt even by those who doubt.

Copyright © 2010 Mary Beth Watt. All rights reserved.