Everywhere you go, the Will of God is there, Whether you take cognisance of it or not, It doesn’t care, it is always there, now, everywhere. We used to know this once. We simply forgot. It is every here and every there. And ever near. No thought escapes its jurisdiction No word and no action Not even the finest intuitive perception Will runs its course without Divine retribution Every seed will come to fruition. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
natural laws
PLANE WINDOWS
We’re walking on air
It’s a carpet of sometimes white
Sometimes grey and fair
Domed by azure blue and bright
Cushion of cloud.
Creation, I’m sure, is proud
Of its laws, perfect and very (extra) ordinary
Treasures for all who seek and invent
Awe-inspiring, comforting, scary
They make us small and silent.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije
