of Subtle Strokes

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

KINDNESS IS HARD TOO

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Kindness starts by
Looking people in the eye
And welcoming them whole
Into your soul.

Those who belong
Will come into your gaze,
Those whose hearts are wrong
Will look sideways.

I’m not just talking about
The outer look -
For the story inside will come out
Of the soul’s book
When honesty, sincerity and kindness
Break through dishonest blindness.

A kind gaze can be revealing too
When the other person’s heart is not true.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

OVERCOMING

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Not everyone who tries to kill you will succeed;

Your heart might bleed and bleed and bleed and bleed

But in the end you will find out you have simply been freed.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

THE MATTER

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Do you see me,
I don’t see me.

Do you see you,
I don’t see you.

Do you see us,
I don’t see us.

Do you see them,
I don’t see them.

But do you see it,
I see it. It is all I see.

The objective, the goal
The constructive’s soul.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

DANCE

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A little distance
A little resistance
A little dance
A little happenstance
A little chance
A little romance
Balance.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

GRASPING

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Why don’t people recognise a great thing
And just take it when it comes their way?
Without hesitation, without doubting
The magic, just join in the game and play?

Maybe because it does not always
Come in the form we expect and want -
Because God’s Ways are not our ways,
Our intellect is sharp but our intuition is blunt.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

(NOT) YOURS

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When it’s no longer yours
It doesn’t hurt if someone else has it,
It only hurts as long as it’s still yours
And someone else has it.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

CHOOSE

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The Person I choose
Has to choose me too
In order for me to choose them
There is no us without you
Only me.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

WHEN THE WOUND DOESN’T HEAL

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When the wound heals outside
Without healing inside
Baby you are beautiful inside and outside
Your smile is open wide
But your heart, the one that cried
But your heart, the one that lied
But your heart, the one that died
Is closed up on the inside
And will continue to pretend and to hide…
Your laughter is it pain or is it pride?
Lonely bride
You are a lonely bride.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

WAS IT A DREAM?

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Dreams
What do they mean?
So many things happen in them -
And yet nothing happened.
So many things never happened in them
And yet everything happens one day
But I have forgotten
Until Déjà vu.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river