Cycle

CYCLE


When east, is still the very east
And
The horizon  still hold their peace;
This trend shall be passionate dialogue
With the winds,
While western clouds 
Remain sole passage for the setting sun.

I speak in multiple tongues
My voice is laced
Pool  of colourful litanies.

I fashioned  innumerable company of words
Wrapped them up
For the winds 
To bear  across the distance depths.

The messages…
Are lingering clear lines
All along 
In 
wide 
wild 
circle of flux meanings

ADO EKITI. AUGUST 2002


© Aduloju adekunle
adulojubaba@yahoo.com

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