Hi to all,
I know i haven't been here for a while, Yes ! I have missed you all. But other things in life have my priorities for the moment. Marcalan sent me this sentence last week," El Camino De La Rosa" to inspire or kick start me into writing again. It conjured up all kinds of images in my head. It also immediately took my mind to Finisterre, North west of Spain, Santiago. I'm lucky enough to have a friend living there. its a wonderful place to visit..
Camino, in Spanish means , Path , way , lane , road, rough terrain. Rosa can mean red or Rose, So this is what my ole head composed.
Thank You" Marcalan for your abiding belief and love for me.
El Camino De La Rosa.
El Camino De la Rosa, conjures pictures in my head
Like, Cleopatra laying rose petals, For, Mark Anthony to tread
was she wise? Or, just in love? for a man she sought to claim
did the petals mask lifes rocks,? his heart and feet to maim.
Or, James De Compostela, the way, the path of life
encountering life heartaches, mysteries intertwined with strife
Did his journeys count the paths ?, every phase in life to take?
like rose petals bound up tight, scented memories in his wake.
El Camino De la Rosa, must be our finest hour
as we stumble through each day, clutching life with daily prayer
will the promises we make, mistakes also to atone
with conviction, total honesty, inscripted like “Rosetta's Stone� .
Will the conflicts or defects, from the rocks around our feet
bring lessons to our lives, with the richness we all seek.
Will each day renew lifes passion ? As mankind holds onto life
May “El Camino De la Rosa, pave the way, signpost your life..