Monumental Epistle

Monumental Epistle

Rocketing towards the sky, my feelings arc over the riverbank.
O gravity, where is your force?
I reverberate inside my spacesuit
Against unfriendly Fahrenheit.
I could leave the earth behind the horizon,
If not for you.

If not for you— Dangling tulips on the slope of a flourishing hillside, Sheltering the insects, 
While birds poke around 
The haystacks beneath Afro-Moringa trees, 
As the waves announce my footsteps.

I smile softly Before the squirrels steal the colour of my teeth, Cracking palm nuts Beside leafy greens.

I will be here for a long time, 
Longer than Methuselah can recount his days, 
Washing the stains of a weary race with fog, 
Dancing to the gentle song of the morning wind, 
Spreading grace and not lice.

May our wishes remain pure, That one day we may walk On the plaited hair of roses and lilies, 
And write our epistle With wine, not wrath.

Uche Chidozie Okorie
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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March 3, 2016 at 11:19 PM
Chidozie,,, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA
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January 10, 2016 at 4:15 PM
Hello Chidozie, I enjoyed reading your excellent poem today. Thanks for sharing ---------SKAT
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