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TALE OF THE HEAVENS

Far away
Away as the waters that once finds its dwelling at shore

How far is far
Are you talking about endless oceans or a stary sky?

I have lost my rhythm at the sound of the endless ocean
Scared to trace the pathway
Which I once trusted as the Broadway

The way to the Broadway can be deceptive
But we are receptive to the leading of the rhythm within
The one that leads to the path of life

The path of life
The crown of eternity
Grizzled with Gold and emerald
Joining the Herald
The cherubs and seraphs in the song of redemption

The very redemption that liberates
The one that exposes me to my strengths
The joy is unending
This song ushers me to rivers of living water

Most times I hear more about angels singing
But poetry is hardly talked about
Does the angel write?
Is poetry their kind?

If they ever wrote I wonder what colour the words displayed
But I think to myself, if Christ is a poet then maybe their is a trace that leaves clues

Maybe they write in blue
Or green, or pink,
No, I think golden, because of the golden scroll
Maybe not
Maybe black or brown or no color
Maybe their ways is a mystery to unravel

I think a greater mystery to unravel is the way they study their master through us, the chosen once, the once who have given themselves to the Word

It teaches me the true way of a living master
That conquered me in my rebellion
Adonai
That divided the river Nile

The Niles hear and see
They are receptive to the masters voice
Same way they can be with ours
Cause the signet has been placed on us

Imani Dokubo
The Alchemist
© 2019

Delicate fate

What is man’s purpose?
What should man oppose?
Failure?
See, failure has become the cheapest commodity
And most importantly man’s priority
For he often finds himself confused
And induced by the noise of the society
Now!
It’s rare to see another show a different action
Everyone walks on the same pattern

What is man’s purpose?
What should man oppose?
Success?
The tale of Hunger Games
The reality that man’s need would never be met
For as long as he breathes
He becomes addicted to selfishness
And if not careful enough
His last remembrance will be during his funeral

So What is man’s purpose?
Or What should man oppose?

The ALCHEMIST
© 2019

A hand with a cross

These crosses the empty zones
Like a flying drone
A game of the weak with the strong
Not exactly a contest
But an interest, a request of a savior.

A game for the peak and a tale of the wrong
This is about the struggle
That rumbles with man’s eternity
He has been a warrior since the day one
Faces persecution
Stoned by test and trials
Wandered away from the rally of deceit into the valley of shadow of death
Yet a hand bared the cross

In the realm of sleep
Wars, battlefront
Wrestling
Against the devouring clone
With hopelessness and darkness
And at the tip of condemnation
Rises the hand that bares the cross

And when flaws
Had risen and fallen
Like a raging sea
Waging war against itself
Beneath the surface of reality
Grew strength
To move on that narrow lane
For he who bared the cross
Has render all flaws useless
And had broken all chains by His blood

(c) The Alchemist
2019

The Cross

A hand with a cross
These crosses the empty zones
Like a flying drone
A game of the weak with the strong
Not exactly a contest
But an interest, a request of a savior

A game for the peak and a tale of the wrong
This is about the struggle
That rumbles with man’s eternity
He has been a warrior since the day one
Faces persecution
Stoned by test and trials
Wandered away from the rally of deceit into the valley of shadow of death
Yet a hand bared the cross

In the realm of sleep
Wars, battlefront
Wrestling
Against the devouring clones
With hopelessness
And darkness
And at the tip of condemnation
Rises the hand that bares the cross

And when flaws
Had risen and fallen
Like a raging sea

Wagging war against its self
Beneath the surface of reality
Grew strength
To carry on
Amidst those circumstances
For he who bares the cross
Has render all flaws useless
And had broken all chains by His blood
Freedom oh kingdom!!!

The Alchemist
© 2018.

The Experience

When I was a child
I learnt, with no particular sense of responsibility, the concept of responsibility from my LEGO pieces;
The law of “one step at a time”, putting piece after piece together to make a fulfilling LEGO nation.

Then I got curious about those things that give life true meaning;
About the creator of every nation;
Who wields the power of love without an iota of the love of power.

In him is the highest of places which before men may seem like the lowest of estates.

It’s the magic of the trinity that exposed the Holy of Holies;
With Jesus in heaven, he transferred residence and became domiciled in my heart.
I have become the ark of the better covenant.

I am the tabernacle of the most high.
And with every sense of responsibility, I take this message beyond my LEGO nation to every nation.

He lives, He reigns… He is Love.

The Alchemist,Sophie
(c) 2018.

Resolution

It is always a problem
The echoing word
Resolution, resolution, resolution
Because in recent times
It no longer rings well
It is an abuse
Every man is wise in January
Down the line… few days
Resolution becomes a pollution
The whole air gets polluted with a lot of unfulfilled goals

Weak vision and then limitation.

What a world!
The system no longer makes
human wise
Leading man’s perception like a shepherd leading his sheeps
Every one thinks the same
Live the same way
Wear the same thing
Speak the same way
Walk the same way
In the name of civilization
What an imitation
Weak revelation
Resolution the temporary map
For the fool
a kind of rule
For the wise
We get resolute because
When its January
We should be wise
get this…

A resolution without a vision
Is a problem a pollution
Learn to live larger than life
Stop being programmed
You need to live while alive
Your vision is paramount
Direct it well
And stay aligned with purpose on earth.

Toluthealchemist
(c) 2018.

A New Day

And this day has come
the turn of perfection
a face of redemption
and true definition
a new day

There is a purpose
to be renewed
to make our ways right
at least a try
and fly beyond billows of ‘can’t
It’s an opportunity to declare
i can, i will
this is the day

we will shine like the sun
be bright as the day
and give light to the sight
this our call
we will
because we are the children of The Most High
fashioned with love
truth and grace
that on this race
we will shine for him only
this is who we are
a city set on the hill
we are the redeemed.

 

(c) The alchemist.