Dear Soul
Dear Soul,
If you sought the owl,
You would know
each Hour greets you,
You would find perfect gifts
in short days are the same with long kinds
Then you would wake, in a hail of their infinite awes.
Dear Soul,
If you sought out the Sun,
to teach you You,
You would know the bloom
and luminance will situate in you
You would mirror their travels through your pulse,
Then you would yearn for yourself.
Dear Soul,
If you sought out the moon,
to sing you love
You would see love sprout,
in all ticking Earth’s core as one earth,
You would see Sky’s eyes testify to this,
by their winks each night,
Then you would love to bloom
In textures, you have termed opaque daily.
Dear soul,
If you sought Sky’s Twinkies
in their birth,
You would hearken hymns they chant,
You would hold their sacred scrolls,
Then
you would discern yours.
Copyright © Makinde Kehinde Margret | Year Posted 2022
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