Journey of the Heart

  Night Sky By  Evelyn Bales   We are seekers, we who watch the night sky  to see Mars move ever closer, Jupiter and Venus with the crescent moon in waning summer’s night.   Harvest Moon draws us from our beds to stalk the yard like restless souls obeying primordial command to look and wonder in awe of her tug and pull.   In December we lie awake waiting for the full moon to slide below the horizon, for our world to become dark enough, for the dots and dashes of a Geminids shower to call us to the window.     Always searching for darker places to dim the man-made light, we take telescopes to cemeteries, to empty football stadiums, to better view the Milky Way.   Climb rooftops, draw anchor, follow ancient charts to sail boldly through blackness, seeking a different light to assuage the heart’s deep hunger.   (This poem first appeared in “In Spirit”, New Cumberland, Pennsylvania, Fall 2007)       Evelyn Bales is a poe...

Everlasting Oh so many years ago As I walked upon this land I did witness many wonders Wonders countless as the sand For I am an ancient soul I transcend both time and space It has been many eons Since I came upon this place The stars above are family I wear the night as my cloak I roamed this planet since its dawn Before man ever spoke The forests are my castle The mountains are my throne Where I oversee the oceans From which all life has grown My words have painted pictures  In the minds of those who heard My voice gives flight to dreams That soar high as a bird There are angels in my future There were dragons in my past Many worlds will spring forth and die Before I leave this life at last I swam with creatures of the deep And to the moon I gave birth Within your hearts you know me I am the spirit of the Earth Ann Christine Tabaka has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize in Poetry, has be...