secrets of the sun

Written by: Adekunle Aduloju

                                          SECRETS OF THE SUN

I plucked you
These lines;
From the twilight grace of the rising   sun.

I hold  secrets of the sun
Within the depth of my palm,

I have anointed my voice.
At this hour…
My breath  are mixtures of endless rhymes
And compelling rhythms
Pervading the clear air at dawn

My steps
Are like the dance
Of the ever present
On  vibrating pulse of the earth,

I hold secrets of the sun
This palm
Bear age long witness
Testaments and riddles
Veiled in multi-coloured forms

(c) aduloju adekunle.