Tuesday, 21 October 2014

My Sweet Jewel

No tree loomed, no grass stood
I plodded on tired of the feud
I picked a jewel inside a soily shell
Its translucent gold made my soul swell

It beamed in the setting sun
It beamed on after the sun was gone
Its washing flashes jolted my eye
It made me blink in unending awe

The incandescent shine so glorious
Chanted incantations harmonious
So pleasant like sweet perfume
From a flower in full bloom

I lavished it like a sweet blossom
I took it and placed it in my bosom
And its rich texture golden
Melted away my darkest burden

'Your shine so pleased my heart it drew a tear
You are the sweetest my jewel dear
You are a star from the sky my jewel
You make my soul swell and my heart so well.'

— My words go deeper than this verse, 
Truer than this piece. —

— Tichakunda Michael Majena (2008)

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