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Monday, March 16, 2015

Contemplation on the odu Ogbe Odi ( Ogbe'di )

I’m up here
come on up
the air is clear 
and we can feel free
to be ourselves
Up here
where shifting boundaries
bend and blur
and life has infinite permutations
So much to see
so much to learn
There is no receiving
without giving
nor giving 
without receiving
until after a moment of discomfort
black and white impose themselves
and I watch you fall back into normalcy
trying to drag me with you
making me realize
perhaps it was a mistake to invite you
into my world
I see now why people on the fringes
create boundaries
or at least
choose to view life from afar