Above most Wele, unmade maker
My architect and, my own repairer
Hauler of my spare parts, my contraption of life
Quota of my breath, controller of my edges
No reason to bolt the beak, no reason to gather my feathers
I chirp all the day in melodies, flapping my wings like men dance
Leave alone the crow and vulture, you make me soar high
Quota of my breath, controller of my edges
Now am above sixty, you’ve re-pared repaired and prepared me
Sustained me at the peaked ice, survived me of the thicket storms
Strengths and efforts you renewed, and sustained my waiting
Quota of my breath, controller of my edges
Thank you lord for prowess, the flights and conceals
Thank you lord for sharp, resolutions of my eyes
Am not the crow that caws, in squeaky chirps I thank
Quota of my breath, controller of my edges
Categories:
wele, appreciation, blessing, feelings,
Form: Personification
Then Wele Khakaba turned and spoke thus
True beauty is everlasting; temporary beauty is dust and is for a time
Thy judgment of beauty is an error
For thy yardsticks are looks, appearances, effects and proportions
Thy verdict of beauty is a mistake and booboo
For thy scale is shapeliness, loveliness of build and belle tournure
Thy conclusion is warped and misrepresented
For thy measure is physical charm, curvaceousness and sexiness
It is earthly delicateness, cuteness and earnestly cunningness
All earthly beauty is human makeups and cosmetics,
They are lip rouge, nail polish, greasepaint, clown white and mascara
True beauty is eternal
True beauty is what Wele Khakaba creates
I create for glory and for beauty that transcends
I do garnish the creation with preciousness
I create and do crown it with royalty
To show the peoples and the princes the essence of beauty
All my creations are fair to look on
Murumwa, one thing thou should have asked of me
That will thou seek after
That ye may dwell in the house of perfect elegance and delight
All the days of thy life
To behold the beauty of the Creator of creators
And to inquire in his sanctuary
Categories:
wele, philosophy,
Form: Free verse