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Dec 2018
The true identity
of the innerself
is a mystery
and a wonder.
Hidden within and
coupled in synergy
to merge simultaneously
with the body
as one entity.
Earth my body.
Water my blood.
Air my breath.
Fire my Spirit.
You look with
your optical eyes,
but only see
with your mind.
Your eyes don't see.
Your soul sees
with your eyes.
Your ears don't hear.
Your soul hears
with your ears.
Your body is
not you.
It is the
bridge that connects
the real you
to the outside world.
Your body don't
have a voice,
the voice of
the spirit is
amplified through
your vocal cord
so you can hear it.
Only the heart
knows what is
in the mind
of the spirit.
You don't have
a language,
the dialect you
speak now is
only learned to
help you communicate
while you are
still here.
It is very different
from the dialect
of the spirit.
I am the
true lone wolf,
howling at the moon,
a moon which
I know I'll
never reach,
or get to have.
The greatest souls
are awakened out
of suffering and
the most impressive
personalities
endures many scars.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
Emeka Mokeme
Written by
Emeka Mokeme  M/Nigeria
(M/Nigeria)   
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