Power of the Invisible
I went through all that pain,
walked through the darkness,
with the thunderstorm raging,
and the volcanic larvae as the
only light igniting the path,
how dangerous was that night.
Man has come face to face
with the elements.
Only the power of the invisible can
definitely come to the rescue.
Nature in display of it's wrath.
Standing at the valley of the
mountain alone with nature,
and my instinct as my guide.
Didn't know how to bear it
or how to go about it,
for my strength has gone,
only my frail and fragile body
with sunken painful eyes
with no food or anything in sight to eat.
Hungry,with death in sight,
I summoned the whole Cosmic forces
to come to my aid,
and to my amazement they did,
with alliance to an invisible power
lifted me up over the mountain,
for i was caught up with the wind
over across the other side.
But the sun came in the morning.
The thunder ceased,
the storm abated,
even the tumultuous unbearable
and frightening tides stopped.
The sea became calm.
I couldn't even remember how
it all happened,
only fragments,
for the power beyond me took over.
Joy truly returned in the morning.
There I became the son of the sun.
God and man blended into one,
infused by the breathe of the divine.
I became higher than the ordinary
and ever blessed beyond measure.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
Copyright © Emeka Mokeme | Year Posted 2018
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