Sometimes there is Sometimes there isn’t A perfect time for things Sometimes you wait Sometimes you just do it When your heart stings And your love bell rings Whenever it comes Just flow with it Taking whatever it brings On wild or on gentle wings When your heart sings. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
Of Relationships
RELATIONSHIP PURPOSE
If you don’t make each other happy, then what’s the point in being together? To lift each other up when you’re feeling crappy, And be there for one another in every weather. And forgive each other when you make mistakes And learn from your actions, mistakes and reactions And make the effort to grow, no matter what it takes, Learning to understand yourselves and your actions Love is a house and a road, Is a journey and a destination, Is a relief and a load, Is intensity and elation. Love is your heart talking loud and clear, Telling you this is who I want near and dear, Telling you, Have no fear for I have no fear, Anywhere we set off to, together, we will get there. And when you laugh together And when you grow together You will one day thank the Almighty Father For bringing you together. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
FOCUS ON THE ESSENTIAL
It‘s okay to lose people as long as You don’t lose yourself in the process No matter how tempting. It’s okay to gain people as long as You also gain yourself in the process Inspite of how tempting it is to push aside your spiritual development in order to chase after someone who has gone outside or to adjust to and enjoy someone who has come inside. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
WHY DO WE HURT THE MOST?
Why do we hurt the most The people whom we love the most And who love us the most? Why do we push away the strongest The people who pull us the deepest? Why do we understand the least The people who understand us the most? Why do we lose Those who have found us? Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE
Free yourself of the fear of losing her Free yourself of the thought of having Or not having her That’s not for you to control or decide Only God has that Power The only power you have is the power of love All you can do is to love her Love is life and Love is light If you have love in your heart for her Then just love her And if you have no way of directly giving Or showing that love to her Then just let the love flow through you And flow out of you And flow out into the universe… Your love will find its way to her In the workings of the universe One way or another. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Undulating Plains and Poems from the inner river
INDEPENDENT HEART
I never knew the heart was an independent thing Until I met you and my heart started to sing And to fly towards you with unfolded wings And to ignore me when I called it back But has continued to you to cling And to me aching and longing to bring And to say This is the Queen for you my King. And continues to ignore me when I call it back. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
TO KILL A MAN
I‘ve died a thousand times And each time I’ve come back to life again If I die one more time Will I be able to survive this new pain? Something must break a man one day - Something he did say, or a game he did play, Or a woman that one day crosses his way. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
SNIPPETS
Hard words are sometimes the kindest Foraging eyes are sometimes the blindest Life’s help is sometimes to put you to the test It pushes you to move when you long to rest I’ve never wanted something so badly before I’ve never eaten to my fill and still wanted some more I’ve never said goodbye and continued to feel so sore I’ve never been so trapped before in a folklore So many new things starting at the same time Be patient when you’re looking for the right rhyme Little doses of salt and pepper, curry and thyme Life is sometimes a little sugar, sometimes a little lime I love like Haily’s comet, ever and again I come again Laughter fills my heart again and conquers the pain I can’t explain it, I am a lake and I am the rain And so are you, and every end is just another refrain. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
THE MOST VULNERABLE THING
The most vulnerable thing in this world is to open up to a person, to show the person your secrets and your true condition. To share with the person your dreams, your hopes, your fears, your phobia, your trauma, your beliefs, your feelings, your propensities, your weaknesses, your childlikeness, your unprotected true nature.
When you have thus exposed yourself to a person, vulnerable to the core, and the person – after taking a good look at you – rejects or betrays you, and directly or indirectly communicates to you that they find you to be unworthy of them, the damage that this experience can cause to a human soul is almost beyond the purview of what words can accurately describe. It is exceedingly humiliating, dehumanising, and robs you of your sense of self-worth.
It also gives reason to ask yourself, if you too have ever done the same to another human being, maybe even without realising it, and maybe you have even forgotten it. If you have, then it pays to reflect on how to reach those people once more and offer them correction, retribution, a cure, or just true heartfelt apology and remorse for having broken their soul.
Most of all, though, it gives us an opportunity to reflect on the question of whether a human being’s sense of self-worth should at all be wholly or partly dependent on how they are seen or held or treated by another human being, probably one whom they love, or sometimes even a stranger. Or whether a human being’s sense of worth should be rooted only and solely in their own inner strength and inner dignity and Inner fidelity to their own core values. Or if it is a mixture of both extremes.
One thing is for sure, though, and that is that no matter how we see it, the reality is that even the strongest people are affected by how they are seen and treating by one person or the other, consciously or unconsciously, either a stranger or more commonly someone that they deeply love. No matter how we see it, we owe the duty to ourselves as human beings to be thoughtful, careful, honest – honest to ourselves and also honest to others – in order not to disappoint a valid expectation of reflected worthiness.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Undulating Plains
TRUTH IS THE REFEREE OF TRUST
Truth is the referee of trust. Truth and truthfulness, not perfection. Nobody is perfect and everybody does wrong sometimes or makes mistakes. Trust does not hinge on perfection and it cannot do so. Trust hinges on truth and truthfulness. You trust people, not because they are perfect, but because they are honest to you.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Undulating Plains
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