When you look
up into the sky
at night,
have you ever
imagined shuttling
into the universe.
Like the mind
of the poet
that runs all
over the space
and the universe
in fantasy mode.
Beautiful to feel
the throbbing of
the universe as
the beating of
a heart beat.
The subtle echo
of the sound
penetrates silently
into our being.
The words are
as smooth as silk.
Coming from the
realm beyond our sphere,
the universe reflecting
on the mirror
of the mind
with thoughts so
profound and powerful
floods the heart
with words so
serene to appease
the ears with tranquility.
The mouth agaped
as if drunk,
satisfied and comforted.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 7:05 AM UTC
When you look
up into the sky
at night,
have you ever
imagined shuttling
into the universe.
Like the mind
of the poet
that runs all
over the space
and the universe
in fantasy mode.
Beautiful to feel
the throbbing of
the universe as
the beating of
a heart beat.
The subtle echo
of the sound
penetrates silently
into our being.
The words are
as smooth as silk.
Coming from the
realm beyond our sphere,
the universe reflecting
on the mirror
of the mind
with thoughts so
profound and powerful
floods the heart
with words so
serene to appease
the ears with tranquility.
The mouth agaped
as if drunk,
satisfied and comforted.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
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