Thursday, 8 January 2009

A New Dawn...


I felt something in the air.

First came the instrumentals, creating an ambience that sets the soul in motion. Then came her voice, light as the tender flight of a butterfly; pure like the innocent smile of a baby, piercing through the stillness of the evening. My soul ballooned with ease in the evening breeze. For the first time in several weeks, I felt such peace as I have never before experienced.

I listened as one enchanted. Like a piece of metal flung into a river, the lyrics sank deep into my subconsciousness.

Her voice shot through my veins like a dose of marijuana, tippling thoughts from a mind already brimming with questions. The air echoed her voice. But my heart, with each throb, resounded her message – Ojumo ti mo, mo ri re o.

From a distance, I heard as though it were in a trance - the charade of supplications, drifting in through the winds, clogging the wheels of pleasant melody. I paused. It seemed like a congregation of drunks, who, having sucked from the enchanted bottle, now rant in a spate of senseless rhetoric.

I wonder how heaven cope with the endless stream of supplications that invade his privacy. Do the angels ever get tempted to close the door when provoked? Do they even get provoked? I sometimes imagine them, trying to shut the windows of heaven to stop those pestering peeps who would not mind exhausting the “blood of Jesus” if it can be exhausted. And God, thundering from his throne, would say, “Suffer not these ones to pray unto me, for the blood is sufficient”.

Sometimes I ask, is it the intensity of the supplication that determines who gets an answer? Or is there some sort of ‘churchy’ explanation to the unusual restlessness characterizing those fleeting moments that witness the demise of a year and the rebirth of another? For while we rejoice in endless spew over the birth of a year, we mourn the death of another.

And now the drum rolls, another year is born!

I felt the dove of music, perch lightly on my seeded heart and as it flaps its wings, the thick darkness of the night gradually gave way to the fresh smell of dawn…

…welcome 2009!



Inspired by Asa’s song “Ojumo ti mo”

17 comments:

Parakeet said...

How do people get to write so brilliantly? Make una teach me abeg o. And yeah that Asa woman is wicked...very soulful.

I think the Matthew has the answers to the way God wants us to supplicate to him. Quietly in our room. He asks for only a simple prayer just like the Lord's prayer but as humans we inject our own emotions.

Beautiful piece right there. Welcome to a new dawn.

aloted said...

happy new year..

i also admire this kind of writing...u r gifted

Olufunke said...

Your writings flow effortlessly, interesting read; writing and putting different things together in one beautiful write-up!
More grace to you o!

Happy new year!

May the new year bring you to your dreams!

NaijaBabe said...

one word...wow!
Teach me pleaaaaaaaaaase

Buttercup said...

beautiful! welcome back! happy new year!

SOLOMONSYDELLE said...

nice.

Happy new year!

Miss Definitely Maybe said...

Good to see you back
Happy New Year
hope you had a good time during the holidays

Oyin said...

E Kaabo oko mi




Glad to see you back...

Happy 2009 sweets, muah!

zara (my alter ego) said...

finally someone's back... happy 2009! u always write beautifully, cant compliment u enuff!

virgos lounge said...

beautiful blog!

Today's ranting said...

You never seize to amaze me with your creativity. Nice writing style. Wish I could write like you.Happy new year!

Jarrai said...

Happy 2009!!

I always wonder what god must think of us..i mean we all pray for the same things..good health, better lives, husbands, wives, children, money....its endless

But he did say we should ask!

Nice post..very creative.

Writefreak said...

Happy new year Dammy...i love your writing style!

Olufunke said...

I hope the year has been beautiful so far!

You have been tagged on the 2 truths, 1 lie meme

Keshi said...

Happy New Year Dammy! :)

Keshi.

SOLOMONSYDELLE said...

Just checking in for an update. Hope all is well.

Omo Oba said...

you write...beautifully. that that itself is an understatement. dont stop writing please.