Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor

I see the tide clearly. I know the edge of understanding too. Both have carried me out, beyond fear, through right paths and in a darkness so deep. We have been kissed, like a morning star and the wind has turned. We find ourselves near pools of fresh water. We are certain that water loves us, so too a shepherds rod and staff born out of fire. Our eyes are open, to our understanding, our new strength, to Lucifer’s voice, to water gushing from our sides, those that framed our being, those that moved us beyond our innocence, all the ways we continue to soar from that moment to this.

The book from my forever muse Lucille Clifton, came in today. Or at least, we picked it up from the mail today. Of course I turned to blessing the boat and let the words speak to my soul as the word of God from Psalm 23. Onyelo said there will be moments like this. We are born for moments like today. We who are the offspring’s of the one birthed by Nne Mmiri. We salute you today for the reminder of our name: Onyelo.