The Spirit

This spirit soars.

It soars beyond the skies.

It exists in the universe,

Holding the life force together,

Nurturing peace and prosperity.

It is our spirit.

It flows and touches the mountains, the plains and  the oceans.

It moves the souls and kisses warm kisses to glad hearts.

And the love is so deep and so wide, that it can never be depleted.

The spirit silently watches,

Quietly filling up the firmament,

With messages of hope,

Gently feeding a beatific existence.

It has healed us.

It has sealed us in an eternity of fortitude.

In yore,

The spirit existed.

And now it must flow again.

Amongst the humanity,

To experience a rebirth and a reassurance.

In candour, I gaze at the spirit, seeing with a heart’s eyes, things that the naked eye can never see.

Memories can never be effaced,

But will dwell more in this spirit.

An affectional demise, of easy vexations shall pass.

And bliss shall claim us.

The spirit clears a mental mire,

Penitent, for not knowing you earlier.

In reticence, we acknowledge, the fact of dear life.

The spirit is ours,

To hold us closer,

And infuse fused truth.

My spirit….

Our spirit…

© Ayoub Mzee 2012

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Faith, Hope, Grace and Patience.

As I lay asleep
in my dear bed last night,
And having retired
from the endless
and a bit banal daily chores,
And while the peace
of God embraced
me in a familiar
And comfortable hug free of vexations,
I had a visitation by four nymphs.
They came in the dead of night,
floating in the thin air like dainty daisies.
Their movements were not scurry but very fluid,
A galore of rhythm and rhyming intent,
A calming balm and an atonement for a blistered heart.
In my sleep,
I couldn’t help but let wonder and awe
Hold me captive as there
beautiful music played out in mid air.
Their beauty was to behold.
Long and rich dark flowing hair
cascaded over their shoulders
As they swooshed down closer to me calling my name,
Creating a perfect background for their angelic faces.
Their dermis were smooth
and not blemished or blighted by unruly spots.
I gazed into their eyes and got lost somewhere in there.
I chanced into their souls and all the vicissitudes, lamentations,
Ache and pain made a haste escape from
My psyche and let me know peace for once.
Those beautiful eyes spoke to my id and silenced
The answered questions in my mind.

Their smiles eased the ache from my face.
And the Nymphs spoke one by one.
Their thrilling and trilling voices made from heaven found
my ears and made an acquaintance in a jiffy.
They let me know that it was the prerogative of the
protagonist to make wish and the truth be told.

I was the protagonist in this vintage play.

One by one,
They introduced themselves and stated
Their case as their elegant robes in lilac,
Ivory white and gold graced their lithe bodies.

Faith

“I’m Faith, the custodian of belief.
I’m the miracle that holds life together.
I’m the virtue that nurtures love.
I’m the force that keeps you going
even when the sun has refused to smile on you.
I’m the power that fires the imagination of men and women.
Come to me and together we will move mountains.
I’m yours for the asking.
With me, you’ll be able to believe before seeing.
For Faith is nothing but a gamble and an undertaken risk.
Without me, your relationship with God is incomplete.
We will walk together in this less walked path
and I’ll offer you the portal to understand life’s mysteries.”

Hope

“I’m Hope, a close relative of Faith.
Sometimes we work and walk together.
Whenever you see Faith I’m usually not so far away.
We share some mysteries. I’m that warm feeling
in your breast that makes you glad to realize that, a
fter all,  nothing is impossible. I’m usually very
active when the day breaks and the sun has kissed the Earth.
It is during this hour that I seek your heart a
nd assure you that the day will be well and when
the sun has long disappeared behind the hills,
you’ll be rewarded with whatever your wishes were.
I will be with you constantly. Your wish will be my command.
I’m here for you my master.
It is my hope that you won’t loose me”

Grace

“I’m many things
but it takes a discerning
eye to appreciate me.
I’m elegance. I’m beauty.
I’m refinement in movement.
I’m courtesy. I’m ambassador of goodwill.
I’m politeness.
I’m the free and merited favour of God.
I’m a blessing.
Tonight I want you to
find me and let me
be yours for ever my master
and your life will be blessed.
My sisters have spoken but without
Grace little can be achieved gracefully.
In life, you’ll need to learn the importance
of saying a graceful word to people around you.
It is essential to be graceful to all life around.
Follow in my footsteps and you’ll glean the truth.
Amen”

Patience

“I trust that your day
was faithful, hopeful, graceful and best of of all,
you’re patient in good and in not so good times.
Tell me O master,
what’s that which you
can greatly achieve without Patience?
Patience is that virtue that offers
endurance when things don’t go as expected.
Patience is without anger or angst.
I’m the one who makes you tolerate
the uncomfortable truths.
Pray, I ask, wouldn’t love be rendered
meaningless and nonviable without patience?
Patience is what holds relationships together. I
‘m all that. I will hold you close to
bosom and watch you blossom with
unbound blooming magnificence.
Come and let us go find eternity”

And with that, the Nymphs fell silent
and watched me as they held their hands around me.

Their gravitas defied gravity
as they floated in the night air.
I was expiated, healed and revealed.
These were my kith.
I slowly stood up and we joined hands
And thus we became one being for eternity,
Consumed by rare knowledge
and deep understanding of life’s mysteries.

The feeling was evident when I woke up this morning.

The vestiges of last night
assured me that I’ll never walk alone again.

© 2012 Ayoub Mzee