i manufacture
the power of hope in the greatest hour of need
i sow the seeds of joy in the garden
of wonder
before the first light of dawn
i morph into your essence on the mound
of Venus
weaving dreams in absolute silence
you watch over me like the cosmic maiden
with a thousand eyes
sheltering me from the chaos of this painful life
behold a cupful of hope in my orbit
garnished
with the divine grains of laughter
like the fragrance of the antipodean sun
i rise and triumph
waltzing with the morning glory of my dreams
© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
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