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Pioneer

Pioneer / Explorer spirit, the haunting call of my soul to forge new frontiers. / haiku, Susan L Hart / HartInspirations.com

From Soul Journey: The Poetry of Life (It’s free)

Carpe Diem

There Are Moments

There are these moments
that will haunt me forever,
distant, but distinct,

the same lessons learned
again, they won’t be denied,
important imprints,

but the regrets are
indelible too, embedded
in bittersweet light,

born out of moments
that will haunt me forever,
distant, but distinct.


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.


Meaning

Life rushes by us,
at eighty we look back and
we ask ourselves “Why?”


Moment

Shafts of golden light
shine softly through crimson leaves.
My soul steeps in now.


All poems are from Soul Journey: The Poetry of Life. Download it free here.

© Susan L Hart 2024

We’re Searching for Truth

The truth is the truth. Constant, consistent, it vibrates to the inner core of our being. We feel the truth. Like the straight arrow, the truth seeks its bullseye. It does not take a winding path to some ever shifting mark in the sand.

Truth has come into question of late. It eludes us. What is it? Where is it? Why should any one entity have the ultimate say in what the truth is, to mold the consensual reality as they see fit?

Sometimes there is no instant way to pinpoint the truth, but what we can do is be widely observant, noting the incongruities and idiosyncrasies, and listening to our intuitive voices along the way. We can feel a vibe in any situation, be it positive or negative, when we’re paying close attention. Logic and intuitive reasoning together help us to know where to properly place our trust.

If you are not already doing so, it is time to listen to your inner truth. In rune stones, Teiwaz (the arrow symbol) is the spiritual warrior. Spiritual warriors do not put blind faith in the consensual narrative. With patience and perseverance, they see, analyze, and go inward to compile their own conclusion.

As Albert Einstein said, “Blind belief in authority is the greatest enemy of truth.” This is your call to start listening to your own inner voice and wisdom.


Within You

You ask “Where’s the truth?”
I say it resides in your core,
it’s that feeling in your gut,
that you may often ignore.

Society says it’s the facts,
I ask you, “Whose facts?”
With experts at every turn,
there are too many, alas!

Our phones are their key
to enslaving us all,
they want us distracted,
our minds at their call.

For centuries the game
has been played the same,
they rule us with our fears,
our guilt, blame, and shame.

So that feeling you have
that something’s not right,
is the key to the truth
and changing our plight.


Inspirational Quotes:

“The truth is rarely pure and never simple.” ~ Oscar Wilde

“A lie can travel half way around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes.” ~ Mark Twain

“Never be afraid to raise your voice for honesty and truth and compassion against injustice and lying and greed. If people all over the world…would do this, it would change the Earth.” ~ William Faulkner

“Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it.” ~ George R.R. Martin

“I have learned now that while those who speak about one’s miseries usually hurt, those who keep silence hurt more.” ~ C. S. Lewis


Poem is from Humanity’s Lament: Poetry for Our Times. Download it free here if you’d like a copy.

There’s plenty of free reading to be found here!

© Susan L Hart 2024

My Sanctuary is Nature

Rejuvenate

When city voids me,
I flee to garden refuge.
Hummingbird dances.


Whale

Our telepathy
meets in a monumental
hello of two hearts.

I call, you come, and
brush gently against the boat,
crooning your love song.

Pausing a moment,
is that a wink I detect?
You flirt, then farewell!

Will you invite me
to frolic in frothing waves?
Besotted, I wait.



Memories

Sun dips in glass lake,
apricot clouds color me,
loon’s call haunts my heart.



Crimson Reverie

Friends send word
that it’s a stellar
autumn back home,
punctuated with pics
of unimaginable
flushes of perfect
color, ringing against
deep blue skies,
nudging my heart
to impossible
yearnings…

For long luxurious
walks scented
by Nature’s turning,
the poignant musk of
her full fruition,
apricot and crimson
ablaze with sunlight,
her dazzling glow
embracing me,
bending my mood
and contemplation.

Whoever could feel
tired or defeated
on such days?

I felt naught
but goodness and
rightness on these
halcyon treks,
Nature teaching me
the natural way
of everything –
It is not death,
but a tender
“see you later”,
only to rise up
again, transformed
in sweet green,
bidding me “hello”,
begging me to
walk and talk
of possibilities,
plans, the rebirth
of everything,
including me.

But just for awhile,
how my heart longs
to stroll once again
‘neath that crimson.



All poems are from Soul Journey: The Poetry of Life. This ebook is a free download in PDF format here. Please help yourself! 🙂

© Susan L Hart 2024

You Butterfly, You

The beautiful butterfly captivates us with its brilliant color and lightness of being. Its joyful flitting among flowers never fails to raise our spirits, and somehow it gives us hope. Hope for what? Well, perhaps simply a world where more color, joy, and lightness of being may be possible. Butterflies cut right through to the core of our being. They speak to our souls about joy.

We were born with lightness and joy

As adults, the world and its problems have this way of weighing us down. Eventually we forget that we were born with this innate sense of joy. Watch young children. They are still in a cycle of newness, discovering, joyfulness, positivity.

Butterfly, symbol of transformation

There is a long history of the butterfly as symbol of transformation, resurrection, adaptability to change, lightness and joy. You’ll find more about this in the article: Dance like the Butterfly

Allow the butterfly in you to burst forth

Embrace your soul lessons, because they are food for your transformation process. Learn from them, and do not get weighed down by regrets and problems. Allow yourself to grow, bloom, transform completely, to the beautiful butterfly you were always meant to be.


Born to Fly

I had a “friend”
who wanted to
dissect me,
so they could
determine how
to capture me.

I have worked
hard in this life
to unchain and
free my soul –
Why would I
agree to this?

The young me
would yield
to please, but,
the older me
stands firm for
autonomy.

I’m not an ant
made only
for hard work,
I discovered
I have wings,
I’m a butterfly.

Thank you for
the lesson!
I cannot allow
you to pluck
my wings and
pin me down.

I will not deny
that I am
a butterfly,
real friends
let friends fly,
and so must I.

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