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Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Contemplation on the Odu Ogbe Irosun

I woke up today
asking myself
what is truth?
Having talked much
about the search for it
I figured that I better
have some good ideas
about what it was
or even
what it wasn't
However
after only a few moments
I realized that
Even that which appears
to be set in stone
will eventually crumble to dust
Truth is as
fluid
as the sea
and highly dependent
on one's perspective
What is truth today
may not be truth for a lifetime
especially when that lifetime
belongs to a star
millions of years old
The butterfly born
as the warm summer wanes
lives and dies
before it has a
chance to see
the autumn leaves
explode with color
never knowing the
many patterns of a
snowflake
Mankind has existed
no more than a second
in the life of the universe
so
Before you hold your truth
as right
as universal
as perfect
remember
you
are
just
a
butterfly

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Contemplation on the Odu Irete Meji


If you only had
5 minutes left
what would you
say?
Would you
recount
those walks
we took
alone
the laughter 
we shared
in our most intimate
moments
the joy 
when we brought
another light
into this world
No
I think
you would sit
in silence
love
has already
spoken for you
thank you
for letting 
me
love 
you

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Contemplation on the odu Otura Ogbe

we don’t always
have the opportunity
to say thank you
or good bye
sometimes life
gets in the way
so if you get the chance
take a moment to
whisper those words
into the air
and let them
be swept up
by the passing wind
that they might find their way

home 

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Contemplation on the Odu Oyekun Odi

I have now seen more winters
then I am likely to ever see again
though far from twilight
I stand at the midpoint of a
horizon that is both
expanding
and
contracting
I know my journey is far from over
but I sit in stillness
introspective
pondering how I got here
and where I will go
the air
heavy and wet
filled with the moisture of
storms past
and those yet to come
I will persevere
as the sun, wind and rains
leave traces of their
harsh existence
on my skin
Will you look
deep within
and tell me
what it is that
you see?
Imperfect
as I may be
I am still strong
and while I will likely be forgotten
in a thousand years
I will still try
despite the inevitable
failures
to always be a
better version
of me
Will you?




Thursday, October 1, 2015

Contemplation on my own Odu as a Babalawo, Iwori Aweda

I suppose
it’s destiny...
Every time I come
to your aide
you are struck
with amnesia
moments later
I take strange comfort
in the fact that
it seems to happen regularly
and not just with you
maybe someone else noticed
maybe not
so I’ll just relish the
thought that
my contributions
are like hidden treasures
waiting to someday
be discovered


Contemplation on my own Odu as a Babalawo, Iwori Aweda, that is destiny that plays itself out