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
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