I HAVE TREASURES by Louise Marcotte Desrosiers

Finding myself also meant losing the need and want for the material "goodies" in life…

I've realized that what holds true value is what's in your heart, and how you live from that special place.

Painting: "In Her Dreams" by Vladimir Volegov

I Have Treasures

Moments,

tapping at my soul

waking me-shaking me

out of pain, sorrow and disbelief-

all forced-so far down

for far too long

so lost in who I am...

appearances can be deceiving-

expressions of happy and content

within myself, I was neither...

to be specific is timely,

so it will suffice for me to say-

learn to listen through your soul

speak through your heart

find gratitude daily-

the more you see, the more you'll feel

the Love you give, you'll receive-

it will find and flow it's way to you...

my treasures, quite simple,

you can't hold it in your hand-

or read in a book

the more you allow

into your own journey-

there's no going back

you just don't want to...

Painting: "Beginning Purple Summer" by Vladimir Volegov

Louise Marcotte Desrosiers: I started writing one year ago this month, August 2013, through a calling from spirit. Inspired to write from my heart, it quickly turned to spiritual/inspirational poetry. I’ve written every day since, both journaling and writing poetry. In January I started my own page: Eva’s Garden-A Poets Delight. I have written for Women as Visionaries with Lore Raymond. I also have recited spoken word at a spiritual event at The Holistic Rejuvenation Center in Sacramento California. This journey of writing is only the beginning. I am now in a Apprenticeship program leading me to my true spiritual calling of Shamanism. Going within my soul, asking my guides for further assistance on my writing, I feel that I am called to write poetry, to bring healing and wellbeing to women.

~If you are interested in seeing your poetry appear in this blog, or submitting a poem by a woman that has inspired you, please click here for submission guidelines. I greatly look forward to hearing from you!~

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