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they look beyond
the famish years of old
and the war’s clouding
view of the past…
tickling the rainbow
in a new world
of fun and laughter
how sweet is the music
of recovery in the game of life
when dreams come true
with golden hands of passion
seeking the true essence of things
under
the rising sun
waves of grain...
who says the new migrant does not
a good citizen make?
witness the rise
and rise
of a whole new world
of progress in African diaspora
a sense of optimism in the ‘hood of delight
a splash of colour
as the light of destiny glows
ever so brightly each passing day
the heart sings through
the imagined universe of the harvest moon
as the seed of life blossoms
it’s the rebirth of hope
in the secret places of the heart
a change in the human condition
in the new and emerging
communities Down Under
now that i have taken the path unknown
feeding the hungry child with joyful petals of light
the sons and daughters of dreaming have learnt their lesson
mastering the great art of survival;
awakening the internal rhythms
of the senses
in a complex society
© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
i sail through
the tributaries of thought
this winter’s night
searching
for your divine light
in the island of the formless
listening
to the sound
of your gentle voice calling
you are the lucky bird
of desire made of beauty’s bloom
bright and cheerful
as this beam of light
on my windowsill
quite truly, you are
the rosebud of my dreams
the silent promise
of dawn
in my greatest hour of need
you are the flame
of flames sublime
the communion fruit of the soul
lubricating
my tongue
in the lush garden of the mind
© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
i walk along the lonely path
with tenderfoot
carrying the seed of destiny,
the secret intelligence of the heart
then, we meet
in absolute silence, you and i
seizing the moment
finding real inspiration
as the journey continues across
the fecund landscape unknown
you open the path of reason
weaving the light
into the fabric of my being
your essence shines
through my soul
like the moons of Saturn in exotic places of the heart
like grains of sweetness
sprinkled with metaphors
your smiling eyes speak
of love on the road to utopia
of heavenly bliss
in winter’s noon
you spread your wings
like an angel of the light
like this fragile soul in her element
ringing in the night of nights
sharing the fruity aroma of delight
on the mound of Venus
behold the Word
the divine pollen of survival…
taming the flood of challenge;
clearing the wandering clouds of dust
in the migrant imagination
© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo