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
spirit
TRUST, BROKEN
Trust, broken.
Thoughts, woken.
Hurt, spoken.
Touch, token.
Unpreparable.
It comes from the one you don’t expect.
Unrepairable.
You’ll never again be able to not suspect.
Healing is an intellectual token
Once the trust has been broken.
Only the spirit can find a new rhyme
In its own way, in its own time.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river
INDEPENDENCE
My good nature, my balanced constitution, cannot be dependent on the presence of a person in my life, or on the love I receive from anybody, or on my good health, or on wealth or status or power.
It has to derive from my relationship with GOD, the Unchanging One, the Almighty One, the Eternal, the Omnipresent Omnipotent Omniscient ONE. The Author and the Finisher. Love and Life Itself.
My happiness cannot be dependent on anything or anyone outside of me, apart from GOD, and that thing within me – deep in my heart – that relates with GOD.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Undulating Plains
Che Chidi Chukwumerije 