Declaration
The future shines bright for
those who put intention there.
Reach for the brass ring!
Time to see ourselves
as the glorious beings
humans truly are.
Let’s choose to become
the galactic citizens
we were born to be.
Consciousness rising,
awareness of destiny,
the big unveiling!
Excitement builds as
we claim the potential of
our own Creation.
© Susan L Hart 2026
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Gaia, The Earth Goddess
I step from boat to island shore
and she waits for me,
her warm, soft breeze
caresses my cheek,
her lush, verdant scent
fetchingly whispers.
She seduces me.
A gleaming azure sky
calms my agitated mind,
her supple trees drape
the curving roadside,
a satin emerald cloak
befitting the Goddess.
She shimmers for me.
Brilliant sunlight dances
on a turquoise ocean,
waves glittering with diamonds
invite me to play,
graceful sea birds soaring above
call me to be free.
She shines for me.
Exotic languorous lizards
ancient as all time
meander lazily on my path,
scoffing at all clocks,
coaxing me to relax into her
warm, tranquil rhythm.
She soothes me.
Time slips away and
becomes meaningless here,
she feeds my soul
with her enduring grace,
her heart beats to mine
and mine becomes hers.
She saves me.
I wrote Gaia, The Earth Goddess in 2019. This poem is included in my nature collection, Our Beautiful Earth Vol. 2, and my poetry collection, Soul Journey: The Poetry of Life.
I have a boyfriend on Floreana Island in the Galapagos. (The islands that inspired Gaia, The Earth Goddess.) Truth! On a visit there I was sitting on the edge of the feeding platform (Floreana is a sanctuary for rescued giant tortoises), watching some of the males spar. Suddenly one decided to come over and flirt. 🙂 What can I say? It was love at first sight.
Wishing you a beautiful Sunday. 🙂
© Susan L Hart 2026
Eternally
We don’t remember
our other soul lives spent here,
alien Earth plane.
Swaths of sand smooth and
soften hard edges of lost
civilizations.
We visit, then with
infinite impermanence,
return to dust too.
Eternally is an excerpt from Soul Journey: Poetry for Our Times
Susan L Hart © 2026
This haiku was written as a submission for Week 4 of Alegria de Rose’s Writing Winter’s Breath. If you’re on Substack and would like to join in, find the invitation here: https://alegriaderose.substack.com/p/week-4-invitation-writing-winters
haiku WinterWalk / © Susan L Hart 2026
I am summer born,
snow feels alien to me –
For trees maybe too?
I watch how bravely
they surrender to autumn,
bittersweet adieu.
November’s exposed,
bare branches sway in bitter
winds boding winter.
But gently it starts,
it sneaks up, surprises with
snowflakes so softly
painting such magic,
no more can I mourn leaves, or
the way I saw trees.
Arrival © Susan L Hart 2026
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