There is something that keeps me in its shadows
It picks me from a caught-up dream.
And thrusts me into the midst of a forgotten forest
It sounds with the rivulets that string my mind’s eye with tears.
It thunders with the rushing streams that splits verdant to regions.
Space to explore, to wander, to wonder about.
And with it goes the moody strings of a beautiful violin play.
Gentle flow, rising from the chest of the bearer of emotion,
Of dreams, of era, a time lost in thought.

Beyond history beyond the drab pages of a dense incunabula
It tickles my heart with the rising waves of the oceans.
It blinds in the golden clouds about the crest of a setting sun.
Those rays that strike me from the west
Those waves that weaken my pragmatic frame
They sizzle, dwindle, and descend
Like a mist,
All comes to a moment, a full so tense.
A pregnant stillness
And we wait for the initialized band’s revival

The tap upon shining grey brass
A spark, an explosion, a coming into life.
The force of the wind comes with the drift upon its back.
Like a warrior riding across the sky
Like kept secrets fighting their way into consciousness
In the capturing of a man from the now
The seizure, the transportation, the movement
With the fire in the heart of the player
With the sparks that fly into the skies to light them up
With the illumination that sweeps the expense of our universe
With the joy that covers us descending upon our skin
To envelope our lives and bring us satisfaction

The art of praise is what I describe
Devoid of its intent, it is merry exercise
It lifts us a bit
Complete worship raises us into heavenly heights
To join with creation
To sparkle in one movement
With all, as entirely was made us
And as will soon be restored to
Such remembrance unveils life.
A composition in progress
A point in the webbed question.
A pointer to the answer as it should be.
Experience may evoke pain and be longing
But to healing it must resort
And to purpose original, it must turn
Immersion in worship
In living
In doing
By raised hands
By words spoken
By you.

– Ikenna Nwachukwu