MOVING THROUGH WORLDS

Moving through worlds
Like a thought moving through minds -
Changing and being changed
By everything and everyone one finds.

Worlds as different as different can be,
Minds as far apart as distance can be,
Hearts as strange as strangers can be,
And yet in all these places you still can be.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

SOMEONE

You will hurt somebody
And somebody will hurt you
You will heal somebody
And somebody will heal you
You will help somebody
And somebody will help you
You will hinder somebody
And somebody will hinder you.

For every vice
And for every virtue
There’s someone to take it
And someone to give it to you.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

ACCEPTING THAT

Accepting that you are not the one
for the one you love and want the most
is the most hurtful pain to sleep upon
Night after night hugging a ghost.

Accepting rejection without rejecting acceptance
of and by yourself and those who love and value you
is a difficult and uphill task, a complicated dance,
but also a chance for you to liberate and revalue you.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

DAY’S START

A peace of mind and a peace of heart -
The path outlined on the inner chart -
Ready to make of love life’s highest art -
A peace of mind and a piece of your heart -
This is how the day should start.

You of me, I of you, a part -
Nothing and no one can tear us apart.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

ONLY ONE THING

A new phase
A new song plays
My heart differently prays
The end of days
The going of new ways
Only one thing stays
The same, missing you.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

GORDIAN KNOT

I can’t find the words
I can’t find the right chords
Our messages have become swords

Cutting deeper than we thought.
Will they cut through our Gordian knot
And free us? Or not? But free us from what?

From ourselves or from our fears?
My anxiety level and my tears
Will colour the remainder of my years.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

TIME TO PART

It’s time to part
With peace of heart,
Reconciliation the chart -
Lord, how great Thou art.

Finally letting go
Of pain and sorrow,
Of wanting and woe -
You reap what you sow.
You forgive, forget and grow.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

LOVERS AND TRUTH

Lovers, you have to tell yourselves the truth. The only thing that may unite or separate you is the truth. The only thing that should keep you together or tear you apart is the truth. The only thing that can really merge or divide you is the truth. Truth is a function of love and love is a function of truth. You cannot separate them one from the other because the aim of love is to give you freedom but, as we know, only the truth can set you free.

If you love something, set it free – if it comes back to you, it is yours; if it doesn’t, it never was. If you love something, tell it the truth – if it stays with you, it is yours; if it doesn’t, it never was. If something claims that it loves you, ask it the truth – if it tells you the truth, it is yours; if it doesn’t, it never was. Truth is the ultimate determiner of love.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Undulating Plains

EMOTIONAL FREEDOM

God is teaching me to not be emotionally dependent on any human being on Earth; to have nobody of whom I think or feel that I cannot live without this person. It’s a painful process, but to everybody who has rejected or is rejecting me, I say Thank you. Whatever your intention was, God has made something greater out of it.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Undulating Plains

NEVER STOP

Don’t be ashamed and don’t be afraid
To follow your heart and go for your love;
Rejection can shatter the plans best laid –
The important thing is that your heart did move
And you moved outwardly along with this inner motion,
For movement is the spirit’s most important need –
It will climb every mountain and cross every ocean
Until it has itself from all its shackles freed.
The soul will always love something or someone,
And this love will make it laugh and make it bleed
And make it outgrow itself and never be done,
Following the path Home wherever it may lead.
Some chapters end in joy, and some end in sorrow,
But neither of these can hold the spirit down forever –
An inner restlessness will grip it again tomorrow;
Until it gets back Home, it will never stop. Never.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river