Thursday, October 21, 2010

My Journey to the City of Light

i cross the mystic
pond of time with tender foot
dreaming of first love

like a poet possessed
i yearn for the gentle hand of Desire; searching
for her divine essence in the city of light

suddenly, the muse bursts
through my veins like the fiery kiss;
sowing the seeds of destiny

the moon sings…
transforming the gloom, the violent
streets of antipodean night

joy overwhelms me when
her silky voice flares through my heart
like the divine beam of light

her goodness rains over
my body; healing the deep wounds of war
under the golden wattle

her infectious smile flashes
like the spring flower in full bloom
purifying my soul with the flame of desire



© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
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