Tears roll down my cheeks to my lips and teach them. Teach them to speak, loud and clear of my soul's burdens. Teach THEM to teach the droughted minds that wander, of a Paradise Oasis in the bitter one's Hell. Teach my lips to scream and cry and yell and whisper, loud enough to be gentle, and soft enough to be stern. Tears roll down my cheeks to my lips and teach them to be free.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 3:35 AM UTC
I am Her.
The embodiment of royalty
A physical manifestation of Her soul
A spiritual movement to Her drum.
I am the Epitome of Zion.
My golden Hide draped in Her pride
I am a Metaphysical Force
Changing form everyday
Becoming Her rivers
And Her Valleys alike.
I speak in Her infinite Tongue of Love
With Her voice
And Her spirit
We are forever.
The Land of the First Trumpet
Where the first Heartbeat was heard
Where the first Sun rose and birthed the first horizon
My Place.
Where the first Moon wedded the Starry African Night Sky.
Where the first mountains praised Her
Where the first Warrior fought
And conquered the darkness.
Infinitely.
Her life was breathed into me and so I am abundant.
Every part of me was chosen for greatness.
Delicately, I was created
With perfection
And finesse.
My mind borne of consciousness
Blessed with her essence.
Given Her sight
Given Her touch
Given Her strength
Given Her.
She is the home of plenty
The plethora of Her soulful Aura
Fruitfulness
Natural wealth
Utopia
Euphoria
Africa.
She is what it means to be Human.
Her soul, Her roots, Her vessels, Her.
Africa is what it means to be Alive.
You are Me
And I am Her
We are African.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 3:34 AM UTC
She said:
I am RA
Goddess of the Sun
Sun which I created
From the glow in my Eye.
Rise and fall
But never fail
Illuminator
of the darkest day
Sole star
Souldier star
I am RA
Goddess of the Sun.
Then She said:
And I am KAMARIA
Goddess of the Moon
Moon which I moulded
From the art in my Touch
Day and night
But never dark
Gatekeeper
Of the twilight's paradise
True moon
Full moon
I am KAMARIA
Goddess of the Moon
She is the spirit of dawn,
The spirit of dusk.
She is the sun that she created,
The moon that she moulded.
She is a force
Unbound
Shift and shape at will.
She is RA KAMARIA
The Woman In The Mirror.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 3:29 AM UTC
Intriguing.
Shadowed ways and a mysterious gaze.
Beautiful.
A gangly walk and legs like stalks
Unique.
Dressed in colours of the forest, real and honest.
Unexplored.
Sharp and jagged teeth, dwelling from beneath.
Ear-marked.
With your methods that are strange, you were chosen to bring change.
Free.
An untouched diamond mine within, you cannot be broken by common people or kin.
Alone.
In your singular form, always engaged in conversations with you.
Feared.
A mermaid on land, rejected by those who cannot understand.
Fascinating.
The topic on most tongues, they wonder if its air that lingers in your lungs.
With you I wish to play this game,
Interesting Little Creature, what's your name?
Yours ways and traits remind us of me, Interesting Little Creature, you and I will forever be free.
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 11:43 PM UTC
Your musical choices
Like your poetry
Are interesting pieces.
I am jealous
Of your eccentricities.
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 11:41 PM UTC