Of Spirit And Divinity

THIS GRAIL WE’RE ALL SEARCHING FOR

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This Grail they’re all searching for
How far away it must really be
’Cause they never seem to find it –

Seems to be even farther away than true love
And the ability to love truly and unselfishly…
Now how far away must that be?

I have heard
That there are some people somewhere
Many people in many places
Looking for the Grail…

This Grail they’re all searching for
How far away it must really be
’Cause they just never seem to find it –

Far far far away.
I cannot find it, but can it find me?
If I find Love, will it find me?…
Will it show me the way to it
And show itself to me?
The eternal Call of the Grail…

This Grail we’re all searching for
How far away it must really be
‘Cause we never seem to really find it.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

KINGDOM OF A THOUSAND SUNS

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I have lived here
Once before
I know
Upon the blue mountain
On the island of songs
In the kingdom of a thousand suns.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

THE AWAKENING

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How many times will I awaken?
How many sleeps do I sleep?
How many dawns lie still between this dawn
And the final sunrise?
Night has encapsuled night has encapsuled night has
Encapsuled night over and again night has encapsuled
Night over and over and over again…

Out of night
We awaken, and dawn
Is again the night that precedes
Another dawn, another night, another awakening
Lies on the other side of me…
I awaken –
Aye, I awaken…

Mantles of night, descending
Flames of light, ascending –
There is a last boundary where we touch
One more time
And then touch no more…

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije

INTERSECULAR

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Like a cow
Eschewing its thoughts
The worship bells
Choked my throat
Penned me to my pagy leaf

Sunday mournings
Have my sins been so many?
Stop confessing guiltily
What you profess so
Guiltlessly.

Monday is the new Sunday.
If you want to meet God,
Look for Him on Monday –
On Sunday, Saturday and Friday He is far far away,
Tired of our hypocrisy.

-Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

PRAY

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My pain plays with me
My pain stays with me
My pain prays with me
When I pray…

My pain visits me
My pain kisses me
My pain teaches me
How to pray…

I forget you, I forget me
I have to, because without you and without me
I know no pain, even when I pray.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

CHRISTMAS ON GRAILLAND

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Ibises of paradise
Crows of light
Echoes of Dove and Rose
Palm Trees and Christmas Day

From high up on a Tower
Bells ringing
Come to rest…
And the rest is Christmas Day

Side by side
We shoulder the walk up
The Mountainstar, unto the
Mountaintop

And peace.
For we are not walking alone
We are walking alone
With nature’s laws.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

SPIRIT SLEEP

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A smile is made up of many wounds
A road is the sum of innumerable restless feet
Love is the pain that pleasures
And victory is defiance in the heart of defeat
But what is spirit?

Spirit is
The stranger that walks the earth
For whom death is birth
Sleepwalker swaying at deep’s edge
Unfulfilled, the promise, unremembered, the pledge.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

ANTI-GRAVITY

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There is a lightness of words
That, when it leans on you
Your heaviest resistance disintegrates
And you learn a new
Meaning of the word Gravity.

For the lighter wrestles the heavier
To the ground
The whisper beats the shout
To the sound
The rigid mind of intellect
Remains earth-bound
While the childlike heart of intuition
Freedom has found.

Like a flame dancing on water
Spirit is light as dove
And heavy as conscience.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

NEVER STOP SEEKING THE GRAIL

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Works that stay
And show the way
To travelling spirits
On the right road
Long after I myself have passed
This way.

Not works of vanity
Nor dance of insanity
But honesty to my spirit
Who drank whilst thirsty
And knows the source of eternal water
The Grail’s Fountain.

Some seek politics
Some seek academics
Some believe in race issues
Some ideology or religion
And many will seek only pleasure
And self.

But through history
An inner mystery
Occupies all human spirits
It doesn’t die or fade –
The urge to know the true meaning of
The chalice, the stone, the mystery, the fountain,
The beginning, the origin, the genesis, the portal, the Grail.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

LINKS IN CHAINS

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There is someone, higher up
Who births and breathes into the ethers
One new poem everyday

In one of the poems he gave away
He expressed the wish, the urge
That far far far away

On the distant earth another poet
Would also start to do the same
And his wish came true

It may sound strange to you
But sometimes you simply are
Another person’s replica

Just by being yourself.
Life extends its boundaries
By replicating its core.

No matter what you think, no matter
What you know, of one thing be sure
There is always something more.

And when you think you created something
The blueprint was created by another
Whose path you’ll never cross

But his work lives in you, and a thousand
Years from now, another will happen upon
This thought you are thinking now

And he will think it is his original idea
And will bring it to what he thinks is
Fruition, and yet is just another seed.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.