Of Nature And Animals

THE GOD OF THE WILLING

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We cannot use God to hide away from the world. Rather we should use God to engage with, decipher and overcome the world. Above all, the world within us. God is not for cowards or weaklings. God is for the brave, the bold, the adventurous, the determined, the open, those who are ready to use the earthlife for that for which it was granted to them: to experience, and to grow through this experiencing.

The form or the content of the experiencing is different for each person. For some it is a quiet thing they need to experience, for others it is a loud thing; for some it is a popular thing they must dare, for others it is an unpopular or even a seemingly inconsequential thing; for some it is a controversial thing, for others it is a safe and boring and therefore annoying and unbearable thing; for some it is personal love, for others it is objective love.

Everybody has those things that will call their heart deeply – and running to God will still not free you from them. There is no escape because it is inside you. God is not there to hide you from yourself or from your challenges. God is there to help you to deal with them. That is why HE granted you this earth life, because HE knows you will need every second of whatever length of time you earned for yourself in this current incarnation.

So, get to work! Go for it. Set off with the business of living by experiencing. God will help you if you are brave and honest.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Undulating Plains

ERRATIC APRIL

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Nature blowing hot and cold
Playing hide and seek with the Spring
Human hearts timid and bold
Minds and bodies young and old
Looking for a firm weather to hold,
Not a cold snap, or a hot flash, or a fling.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

WISH

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The sun-blessed countryside
Green and blue far and wide
Wish you were by my side
Love is life’s most beautiful ride
When it died, I cried.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

FOREST WALK

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A stroll through the curious trees
Respectfully quiet to put you at ease
What you hear is the noonday breeze
Tell us your thoughts, human, if you please.

But you hear neither the watching trees
Nor the quietly questioning noonday breeze
All you know - correct me, if you please -
Is that in your heart you simply feel at ease.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

DUSKY

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The wooded streets
heavy laden with evening tears
The dusk is wet with wanting
well within her weathered years
where everything longing meets
maturity already wears
with a battered beauty so haunting
for the bruises it softly bears.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije

Poems from the inner river

EAGLE AT HEART

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Landing in Barcelona

Sun-burnished
The sea slit
The morning lit up
Furnished my wit
The varnished mirror beneath me crawls
And over-yonder my sun it calls
Back tarnished memory bit by bit.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije

CLOUDRUSH

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Cloudy alps
A river of clouds
rushed through a corridor of mountains proud -
If a giant had stood there, no doubt
he has just poured
his feelings outwards, towards
some distant gourd that holds
some distant fjord.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije

PLANE OVER CLOUD VALLEYS

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Overflying the alps

Clouds nestling between the
dark craggy mountains,
sitting in the valleys like velvet cushions –
Silent solemn sentinels rising upwards,
peaks to greet these metal intrusions –
I wonder if they think we are just fleeting illusions.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije

THE INVISIBLE CLOUDFOLK

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Always this feeling
When I‘m sitting on the clouds
Like a horseman ranging afield:
There must be someone
There must be some people
There must be some folk
Living up here in the clouds
Loving the sun
Loving the moon
Loving the stars.
We just don‘t see them
Anymore.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije

LIFE GOES ON

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The departed are not dead
They do not rest in peace
If they rest, they have no peace
If they have peace, they‘re not at rest.

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