Empressjournee Jamaica

Poem: Lets’ Celebrate His Love

Written by empressjournee

Photo Credit: Daniele Levis Pelusi

Sixty-two, “Jesus, move power into my soul!”

When I am up, alone, when I am asleep into the night:

Thank you for—your marvelous light and keeping me strong:

There were times of joy, tears; there were moments, I sigh,

And felt I did not belong: There were also cool touch—a tender smile:

There were good seasons and trying seasons of changes,

In a mystical and historic time, parting months of growth,

December, Spring, Summer, Autumn—life and sound of church bell,

Ringing of great news to bless our lives:

Sixty-Two, kind wishes and greetings of— the magnificent one;

I realize more and more—Jesus is alive, as I listen to your sentimental sermon;

Giving thanks to you—the Holy One: Lord keep me in prayer,

As I pray for my love ones, and bless our community with scriptural

And meditative uplifting songs: Sixty-two, may I thrive to be the best,

Whether I am at home, work or taking a stroll on your blessed land:

I am grateful for the years, the awareness, of your mystical love,

And powerful songs: I can’t wait, Lord to meet you in a quiet place,

As you speak into my heart, powerful poetic notes, bless my love ones,

— with spiritual wisdom, as I share my confession:

Now, I wish to celebrate, your magnificent love, Victory,

Great, marvelous and precious–wisdom: Have a good day, evening, night,

Holy Spirit, for your unconditional love!!!

Empress Journee



About the author


This bio will be short. I am a graduate of Medgar Evers College. Mother of three and grandmother. I love to read and write poetry.

To those who have been a great support in reading my website and those who just came across this poetry this will be the ending of my poetic journey for now. I hope there will be a new chapter in my life that will be a success and inspired people to be far better in their thoughts, words and deeds. I am working on myself and it’s been hard.... yet I am getting there. When I began my poetry, I felt so deeply inspired. Now when I write I just write (feeling burned out of all that has occurred and is occurring) and I am feeling as if my poetry isn’t moving in the manner that I feel it should because I have not place myself in a position to be active reading my poetry at live venues for my own personal reason. I wanted to thank those who took the time to read my poetry especially my love ones. Thank you for being on the journey with me. Peace and blessings.

Empress Journee