Onishe
Onishe
In the mystic
silence
Of the world, cleans
By sweet-scented
Folds of the night
Spreading it’s power
over the sky
I watch your ripple
smile
Smitten by your bare
beauty
Which pants my
heart.
Mother “Onishe”
I salute your
immortal soul
In you all is in
And of divination
stuff
At your sacred grove
Pleas for suckle of
your sagging breast
Onishe
Here I am
At your majestic
presence with joy,
Seeing the puff of
your breath
Blooming across your
heart.
I did not see but
Stench blood, kola
nut native chalks,
At the fore-walls of
your shrine
And the cold glitter
of your
pure – hearted lover
Preening its beauty
through you
Onishe!
Stretch out your
balsam hands
And touch my heart,
let me
Feel the pleasant
sense of stars,
Of the dark autum
night
Onishe!
Tell me the secret
of
Your uneven head,
the fetter of ogbono
Leaves clogging
Round you, the
gentle
lyrical pulse which
Falls pleasantly
upon your bosom.
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