Definitive knowing
requires us to discard
our conditioned belief,
that in tranquil stillness
we may turn a new leaf.
Definitive knowing
that transcends lower mind,
is found in cave of heart,
where pristine presence feels
rapture ignition start.
Definitive knowing
of what love truly is,
needs us to vaporise,
transmuting as the flame,
that God we realise.
Definitive knowing
totally free from doubt,
is when we so become,
object of our worship,
one with the cosmic hum.
I thought I could write
definitive verses
visiting serenade orphans,
if only if, unlock
the memory of the heart...
Cruel disappointment...
Everything was dramatically
lost...
Everything had turned to wreckage
and scrap...nothing was as it was before... !
Only today lives...and not forever... !
Too early for festivities, Christmas stillness crouches
Soon puncture of anticipation unpacks gifts
Humid harassment, curtain pummelling sun pounces
Dull of smug day blocked, first denial assists
Performed to prosper, biology reaps what's obtainable
Demanding we sit attentive in its auditorium
Under Star of Bethlehem, glory of Christ born in stable
Impossibly modest birth place unfit for Him
Finality of year held close by opportunistic beginnings
Tradition wreathed by assurity of expectation
Emerged from trauma, miracle newness distinguished
Hardship God given culminates in celebration
18th December
- Angels -
Life! sweetest of everything below the sky
The bitterness of which is worse than gall
Peaceful as the stared heavens without clouds
More troubled than the tempestuous oceans
Serenely silenced as the breeze on high
Louder than the pandemonium of a lunatic ball
Harder than a mountain of diamond stout
Life! fresher than a bed of newly fallen snow
Withered like a month old ungerminated-apple-seed
Brighter than the sunshine at it's highest peak
Darker than the enraged and starless African- Night
Hotter than an Axe burnt to redness glow
As cold as the Dog's running nose of pee
With Infinitive vastness of immeasurable round peak
And so tiny as to be in the heart of no pint
Life! undesirable neccessity
Man comes
Man lives
Man leaves
But life will continue to be!
By Olawumi Nana
Will o' the wisp-
Love, loves's desire
Please see my recent kindle ebook-Broken Monoku-a definitive guide (a sample from which can be heard recited on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro)
Love be a sacrifice on altars of ideals,
A communion with the dreams of someone;
Love be a sharing of how loving feels,
A grand leap of faith to the heart of the sun.
Love be a high on a peak of euphoria,
Or drop to the depths of a fathomless pit;
Love be a vividly fixed moratoria,
Emotional jigsaws that don't always fit.
Love be a snowfall of virginal whiteness,
The fresh morning dew on the first day of spring;
Love be the sky in a summer of brightness
Or cold autumn half-light, grey and fading.
Love be a holy crusader on earth,
A despotic tyrant who spares not the rod;
Love be the cry of an infant at birth,
The passport to heaven, the right hand of God.
Love be a puzzle, a box of surprises,
An instant of wonder to last evermore;
Love be a collage of glorious devices,
A certain uncertainty, sure yet unsure.
Love be whatever means most in existence,
Sometimes familiar, ambiguous or new;
Love be subjective, so hence my insistence:
Love be whatever...whatever be you.
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