Contemplation on the Odu Oyekun Meji

Liquid notes drip across my consciousness
as words pour from lips like velvet silks
caressing the deepest places of your soul
Peaks and valleys ending in wells of purest water
that refresh my senses and nourish me
Time spent alone
with you
feeds the space in between
drawing me closer
into the heat of your breath
and perfumed notes of sweat
that roll down your sides
until that time when
the world is no longer
and we lose ourselves
in the timeless moment
we call
love

Contemplation on the Odu Obara Ofun

Beware

the beauty of the snake

it is unable to escape its nature

intoxicated by it undulating movements

one might be lured into a false sense of security

but do not be fooled

whether driven by 

threat

hunger

or surprise

real or perceived

a snake will

be a snake

There are some

who like the snake

can not escape their nature

beware them

but do not become them

and always rise above the

faults of your nature

to become more than

the sum of your parts