Search Ifa articles

Loading...

Thursday, November 10, 2016

Contemplation on the odu Okanran Ofun (okana fun)

I am
numb
words
can not
hide
the grief
or console
the pain
It permeates
every breath
taken by this
wounded nation
We are held
in the arms of a
Golem
molded with the ashes of
burned promises
and
crushed dreams
created by invisible masters
who's hidden agenda
is known by
few
but felt by
many
I hope this Golem
will not destroy us
but it is fed by
hate
fear
rage
and
anger
the true four horseman
of the apocalypse
I can hear their approach
in the deafening cheers
for the Golem
in our midst
Love will continue to be
a stranger here
until we destroy
the golem
in each of
us

Friday, November 4, 2016

Contemplation on the Odu Oyekun Meji


If I could bend 
time
I would bend it
backwards
to capture that first 
moment
like fireflies in a 
bottle
that I could carry with
me 
so bright that 
whenever
i found myself in the 
shadows
I could pull them 
out
and break through the
darkness
illuminating my path
forward
When those days
come
and you know they
will
remember to close your
eyes
and when all seems
dark
pull out your
bottle
and let the fireflies of your
life
shine

--- Created while listening to "Awake my soul" - Mumford and sons https://soundcloud.com/courtneynicolebruner/mumford-sons-awake-my-soul  2SB

Thursday, October 27, 2016

Contemplation on the Odu Irete Ogbe (ategbe)

You asked me
how is it
that I found myself
sitting
atop the mountain
and there is only one
answer
I can give
It is not I
that sits on the
mountain
but the mountain
that has formed around
me
Tectonic shifts raised me
as storms
eroded and sculpted
the ground
leaving me with
sweeping vistas
of life
I do not sit on the
mountain
I am the mountain

Sunday, October 9, 2016

Thursday, September 29, 2016

Friday, September 9, 2016

Contemplation on the Odu Ogbe Osa (ogbe sa)

If you are reading
these words
Pardon me
while I reach inside
your soul
don’t be offended
I mean no harm
but remember
you
chose
me
Thanks for letting me
in
I won’t be long
but while I'm
here
allow me to
plant a seed
Don’t worry if it
takes time to sprout
your tears will
nourish it
until one day
many years from
now
you’ll find yourself
at the feet of
a great
Cyprus

Monday, August 29, 2016

Contemplation on the odu Osa Iwori

People love
to use the word
Truth
when trying to convince you
that two plus two
equals five
especially when it is
to their benefit
And those same people
will be the first
to call you subversive
when you point out
the errors in their logic
or erroneous “facts"
Generally
the more vociferous
the defense
the more certain
you’ve found a crack
in that supposedly
solid foundation
Truth speaks for itself
even when
the interpreters don’t
speak the same
language