Joseph and I I would talk with them for hours on phone, all four of them. We would wake each other up to study and hang out together when we had the chance. Like I said, we all became friends. This 👇🏾 was us at my first and last Chalewote street art festival in 2018.…… Continue reading Day Ones. Ep 2
Day Ones
It all started in January 2017, after my national service. Unemployed me, thinking of what would become of me as I continued my job hunting quest. This blog was created about the same time when I needed an outlet for my writing and also to cure boredom. An advice from my mother’s friend changed my…… Continue reading Day Ones
SKY HIGH
when i am through carrying this burden on my back, even when He says to give it to Him, i hope He will see me through, in the beginning i would leap into His arms and break down the whole story, i would stop to smell the roses, the feeling was sky-high, now I hesitate,…… Continue reading SKY HIGH
Wilderness
In my wilderness season,I’d like to make this journey alone,I may not show up for you as I used to,I would be prioritizing me,As I embark on the journey to self discovery.Yea though I walk through the valley,I know this too shall pass,So I fear none,In the end it will all work for my good.Not…… Continue reading Wilderness
Lighthouse (ASCENSION ROOM)
Through dawn and dusk, The ravenous tide, settles for undulation, But the light, for salvation, Guiding passersby, Allowing them to use a compass, With each swoop of light, a hugesigh of relief is heaved, Leaving room for doubt, but handling reassurance with patience and grace, For the lighthouse wasn’t always a lighthouse, a beacon of…… Continue reading Lighthouse (ASCENSION ROOM)
Billowing Waters
dangling in front of the possibility of life and limbo, with legs akimbo, nothing to offer, let this be a lesson, be like the billowing waters that roll, gliding in endless motion, cascading one over the other, for every rise and fall, for every gentle sway, there is a timeless dance, one that memories cannot…… Continue reading Billowing Waters
Finding Purpose
There is a purpose for everyone of us. Unfortunately, we don’t come with a manual. The purpose for our being has to be discovered by us and then we decide to live out our purpose or bury it. Our purpose is mostly tied to our gifts and talents.Pursuing one’s purpose gives a satisfaction that money…… Continue reading Finding Purpose
Centuries Past
Through many years of darkened history, Times plagued by the reimagines of the human mind, Rewritten histories of blatant untruths, Yet to (re)conquer we must pay OUR dues? What’s ours is theirs, they said, what’s theirs is theirs, So we didn’t have it any other way, Get mugged with a smile on ya face, If…… Continue reading Centuries Past
Cry Baby
Running to my Abba with my legs wobblingLike a child desperately seeking comfort from the arms of a fatherI know my Abba’s got meWhat I did or did not do is not up for discussionWith my Abba I can be vulnerableI can let down my guardsBecause Abba knowsHe seesHe hearsAbba is out of time He…… Continue reading Cry Baby
Beneath The Willow
The comforting sound of the breeze wish-washing against the leaves, The calm beneath the willow, The beautiful bloom of the spring time flowers, The burnt orange vibrations of the fall, The scorching sunshine that comes with summer time, And the biting cold of the winter breeze, Season after season, The willow is somehow still there,…… Continue reading Beneath The Willow
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