chima ononogbu
chima ononogbu
Dec 16, 2020

Re-Incarnation

I am a mountain
Towering
Over my problems.

I am an ocean
Drowning
My pains.

I am the wind
Blowing
Away my distress.

I am the fire
Consuming
All my fears.

At dawn,
I wash my face
In brilliant colors
From up in the sky.

At dusk,
I rest my face
Upon the light
That burns down darkness.

Though I hear the roaring of thunders,
Though I feel the searing heat of the sun
Though I see the quakes of the earth,
Even so I stay sound asleep.

The world a place too many woes,
Where it feels always as dead.
But I arise as many times as I die,
For I am my reincarnation.

About This Poem

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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Houston, TX, USA

Favorite Poets: Maya Angelou

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Comments

Lavender

Hello, chima,
This flows so well, like a daily affirmation, almost a chant. It gives a strong sense of independence and well-being. I paused just a bit with "...I see the quakes of the earth..." - but recognize that you used "feel" in the above line and may want to include more perception. And I can actually visualize the earth moving, so I read on smoothly. Warm, inviting language. Peaceful.
Thank you!
Lavender

chima ononogbu

I appreciate your nice words. Well, the piece could go either way, as a poem or a song; whichever one feeds to the pleasure of readers. Thanks.