If love is like this all the time
Then love is magic; and love and time
Are one.

So let it keep rolling, flowing, growing
When it doth snow, let it keep snowing
Until it’s done.

Because underneath the melting snow blanket
A new beginning of our love forms, and bank on it
We’ll still be one
When it’s done.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.


Suddenly the snow came
I had waited
And watched the mountain-tops

All around was a struggling winter
Asserting itself clumsily
When the skies were not blue, it drizzled

The clouds passed away
Temperature refused to fall, stood straight –

I walked deep in thought
On the Mountain, I heard the Bells
Ever and again they met in one sound
A single song. I walked up
And drove away before dawn. It did not
Snow until the airbus was about
To leave the Gate. I watched it
And recalled in my memory
The feel of snow.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.