Transcendence Hymn

Delivering our steller selves

birthing as RA rise

Pure, with slate wiped clean to pristine satisfaction

we venture out

no rope

but hope prevails still

Still lingering on throughout the daybreak

wake

Finally we set

set down like the sun

Casting shadows as pyramids

seeding our spirit to reap rise

Breaking spells and curses

Chanting good omens

Foreshadowing what will be as we claim fortitude

To withstand everything funneling around us

Singing loud

Our daily offering

Our souls transcendence hymn

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VERSE: Wanderer, From In Between

My dialated pupils say

Bliss and to

Whisper sweet nothings

For nothingness begets itself in me

And we rise as one

floating on my feet

but everythings seems as though

It is from a dream

My vision is blinded

Yet I can see

Yet I can see and I scream in realization

Awaken, conscious with what erupted under

While I was under a spell

Bliss is wearing off

Wearing away my matter

As a stream of thoughts

Collide and I wonder

Am a wanderer

I’m rising to the surface

Blacked out and came back again

The haze became so great

So great I neared the point

where real and reality

Became two different things

To bear

Disclaimer: this poem was created from the universe within me. All photography and original art for this post was created or captured by Hetheru Mer Djehuty. Thank you so much for your support. Please feel free to like, comment, criticize, make suggestions or say “hi”.

This is an original poem imagined, written and copyrighted by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her.

VERSE: Something

Horizon

The day waking up to something

To anything

And sometimes to events we had not fathomed

In between

We living life honorable to our own abilities

Yet we reached and fought and got there

Eventually the sun reached noon

We had more to endure and with a sigh

We had to give up something through it

Through all and everything

Still meditating as we move on

Memories feel like dreams

Eventually

By the time the dawn reach the edges

The porch darkens

Our minds relieved and slumber sets in

The next day, doing it again.

Disclaimer: This poem was created straight from the universe that is within me. All photography or original art for this post was created by Juana M. Gumbs, AKA HetHeru. Thank you so much for your support. Please like, comment, criticize, make suggestions or say “hi”.

This is an original poem imagined, created and copyrighted in 2019 by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her.

VERSE: We Are Mighty

Foreword: This poem is dedicated to my greatest love, my inspiration, my Djehuty. You are love. You are loved.

We are beyond

We are diverse, but worthy

We are stars with planets of life and light

We are motion, flying forward and following no one

We are the wind, quick upsweeps and always landing on feet

We are invincible, immortal spirits roaming for a time then…

Travelling back to where we were conjured from

100,000 years or so, bringing back with us eternal knowledge

Wisdom fresh and renown

With all the answers presented in many lifetimes

Disclaimer: This poem was written in whim, from my heart to this blog, for my lover. Thank you so much for your support. Please comment, criticize, make suggestions or say “hi”.

This is an original work imagined, created and copyrighted in 2019 by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her.

VERSE: WHERE CAN LOVE KNOW

Lingering in the outer reaches of the universe

CAN

Loving that which was in open

That with cosmic eyes CAN sought out

Unknowingly, Love unconscious of the trail

Left behind

That cosmic eyes CAN sought designs

To perfect, to what purpose imperfect

What CAN saw was mirrored

Reverse universe

To take part in for a little while, Love

A little while became more so home

Digging CAN put treasures in

Now known for where treasures grew

Studying something more divine

Studying himself no less

Love was the opposite to his opposite

Same to his same

CAN cursed it, thinking his thoughts undeserving

Syncing motives with clever intensions

Love was really CAN

CAN really Love

Love asking CAN “are you a god?”

Unknowingly, CAN disowned the thought

Thought Love a threat from learning

If CAN didn’t learn what that Love was before

CAN would Love with out question

Disclaimer: This poem is created off of pure inspiration in the universe that is within me, Het Heru AKA Juana. Please feel free to comment, criticize, make suggestions or say “hi”. This is an original poem created and copyrighted in 2019 by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her.