Have you ever seen blood so red?
Earthy as Idanre clay Thick as a cloud draped sunset, And the coils of your hair This is truth The breath of Oludumare Perfection balanced on the edges of a spinning top Melodious disaster familiar song in the distance Words steeped with meaning lost Made thinner with the passing of each ancestor How do you translate a song that has been forgotten just as it is about to begin? This is the longing place Pacing Aching The empty space that only god can fill Radiates And shimmers Strums every molecule of your being Here, the charcoal hand of Obatala kneads you Molds you into bowl Kiln Fire Have you ever seen lightning blister stone into glass? Oshun stretches the strands of your DNA Threading you along fingers of coral, amber, Sargasso, oak Knitting grains of sand into nets that hold starlight And pulse like jellyfish through the infinite Have you ever seen eyes like these? Bright as honey Round as the fullest moon Sweet as chestnuts Sparkling like newly whispered promises And answered prayers Sometimes in my darkest moments When my thoughts are all midnights of worry And siren songs I return here to you becoming mantra of sky and brackish water You are the deepest of my days And my longest nights
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