Poem: Ancient Mother

Written by empressjournee

Photo credit: Aditya Romansa 

Ancient mother your absence is felt—way beyond:

I rise this morning to see the light and I remember when you held my hand;

Even when my heart feels void and it seems there are things, I do not understand,

I seek to find you, in scriptures that give life of the sun & moon, of the morning command:

Ancient mother let your sacred, holy spirit bless my heart, with your power, your truth and life:

Heal my womb, my psychic mind, with your therapeutic anointing oil—your magical wand,

—let my mind be like a biblical, poetic romantic-victorious songs;

That your chariots roll in various triumphs:

Ancient mother make a way for me, fellow humans and my love ones;

Let our steps be like a golden torch giving light—you the glory, honor and praise,

To the average, medium, high, white, red, black woman and man;

Forgive us of the slightest ignorance: Teach us how to pray with humility,

—respect for our fellowman;

Ancient Mother—you are the Shero that many may have dismissed, used,

Forgotten to write about, speak with finesse and elegance:

I thank all poets past, present that lead me to write this romantic love song,

So let these words carry wings to the four winds (East, West, North, and South),

—and give breath to all your children, Ancient Mother, once again;

Who gave birth, to a powerful and Great Nation—your lux-turious land!

Empress Journee



About the author


I am a graduate of Medgar Evers College (M.E.C.); mother of three, grandmother and great grand. I love to read great books and listen to podcasts that uplift my consciousness; sharing historical view of the different shades of color, the various culture, the way we all are connected, the musical genius throughout the world and the works that are done to help us tap into ourselves and know that we are worthy. I also love to write poetry and sing. There was a moment that now phase in another aspiration of my life, I felt singing was a forum—a path to take, that helps to voice, express my thoughts, in time where I was struggling, battling something I did not understand and what I was going through; feeling unsupportive. Although, there was some support, especially from my love ones, the challenges I faced was mostly internal.
I am so grateful for the grace I have been given to be able to write my poetic thoughts, that is my freedom. I was a part of a journey that taught me lessons and motivate me that preparation is a must to face a world that may not be ready for a new rising star. Thank you for taking the time to read my poetry. I especially wanted to give honor to my mother who is no longer in the physical, as well as my natural father for the knowledge of health before he departed from this planet. Also, I would like to thank you my supporter for being on this journey with me even at times when the journey seems unclear. May we appreciate the blessings that has been given to us, as we continue to soar, as we reach a place of true jubilee.
Empress Journee