"Eshu's (Elegba) Release" a poem

i was so tired of running on the journey my steps had become like those of a dead man walking i’d whispered in the dark prayers of relief gone unanswered and moved like a zombie crisp from high heather approaching a crossroad my shadow looming i watched as my singular view lost convergence There at the critical split the sun’s hue refracted against your cool glare i blinked three times third eye blurred by the hazy ripples but I saw you there. "Elegba at The CrossRoads" by Karmella Hines  (2003) Felt your beckon too but resisted don’t take too kindly to Strangers and you, there at that time in that space sure seemed strange to...

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