I DREAM EVERY TIME I FALL ASLEEP

I dream every time I fall asleep
And it’s always one adventure or the other;
Conversations with beloveds I keep,
My best friend, my father, my brother,
And strangers too with whom I laugh and weep
And fight and love and comfort one another;
The dangers are real, the emotions are deep,
Every fear, every tear, every worry and bother;
At times I weightless fly, or I burdened creep,
Through encounters that liberate or smother,
But I’m always conscious even in the Deep,
As awake as a baby born out of its mother.
For I have vows to keep and sowed seeds to reap -
And before it gets lighter it will get darker -
And miles to go and never really sleep.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

VANISHING

Don’t come back after I’ve got used to your absence
Your absence has become your strongest presence
If you return too late you’ll only find yourself gone
Replaced by memory, you’ll be the invisible one.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

AGAIN AND AGAIN

The Heart does not forget overnight
Sometimes it needs more than one lifetime
To forget the way back to the Light
And the echo of the last Grail Bell’s chime

Again and again it reads the Message
Again and again it feels the pull of the Call
But the gains and pains of the Modern Age
Make it time and again slowly forget it All.

A sad day it is time and time again
When a soul rises again from its deathbed,
And all it’s relatives’ tears and pain
Will be nothing compared to its own regret.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

THE JOURNEY OF YOUR “I”

The miracle of life transcends the earth.
The adventures of the “I”
Survive many an earthly death and rebirth
And a “Beyond” not in the Sky
But right here beside you
And much too often beneath you.
Your Journey is shaping the Real you.

This is really the purpose of it all -
Not the Earthly but the Spiritual,
the true inner personality,
you the actual person, you, you, you!
Eternity requires integrity,
and self-conquest is our path thereto
in the struggle with the Material.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

MOVE!

Move! You have to move!
Always you have to move move move!
Change change change! Move
And move again and again
Keep moving keep changing your lane
Joy and pain sunshine and rain playing and praying
And always adjusting and recalibrating
And moving and moving and moving
And constantly growing and improving.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

A QUIET LIFE

A quiet life
You come and you go
And barely anyone noticed
You or your halo.

This distant planet
The Earth she’s called
You visited and then were
Quietly recalled.

Some people don’t talk much
You don’t even know they’re there
But their hearts are deep
And full of care.

But their hearts are deep
And full of care
Treasure the quiet ones
While they’re still here.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

GREETINGS ALONG THE WAY

Every flight is a flight of fantasy
Every journey is a journey of discovery
Every departure is a departure from routine
Every arrival is an arrival somewhere in between

Every stranger is of a stranger kind
Every meeting is a meeting of minds
Every parting is a parting of the Red Sea
Every greeting is…

Wait! Greetings. The greetings
Are the closest we’ll come to most humans.
Put into them the earnestness of meetings -
They are often our sole communions.

With eyes, with words, with gestures,
With a handshake or an embrace -
Greetings in all their textures
Help us to feel our human race.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

GO YOUR WAY

Don‘t take everything
That comes your way
For the way has everything

The way will make you lose your way
If you believe everything
And take everything
That the way brings your way

Learn to look away
From the way
When the way
Is not going your way

Know the way
And know your way
And know the difference.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

TIME MATTERS

If there were no time
There would be no pleasure
For there would be no experiencing,
No piling up of inner treasure,
No maturing, no developing,
No struggle against which to measure
Growth, delicious, ever unfolding,
For eternity gained is the time spent.
If there were no time,
If Everything happened in one moment,
There would be no rhyme.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

WAY BACK HOME

Don‘t mourn me when I die
Wave me goodbye
I will be going home

If I miss my way home
Then I will come
Back again to retry.

So don’t mourn me when I die
I did not come to stay
I came here to find my way

Back Home.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river