Psalms of Olúwalónimí

I have a feeling A very persuasive one That some time from now I would look at my epistles and laugh at my ignorance. Maybe not ignorance But how much my mind did not grasp the content of my spirit. Maybe... I have words for my convictions, But sometimes my mind still questions these thoughts of mine I seldom cannot trace how the thoughts came to be. They are like the things I feel but cannot see; close yet far... So I can only wonder Why then is the kettle whistling If the water isn't boiling I await answers One day. By and by Till then..

In the past two months and more I have wondered; What exactly this is about Why so much attraction What have you that another hasn't.. I think I found it-more than a thought It's no doubt that you are different A beautiful soul One above par A notch above norm You have a sense of quality But will you pursue quality with full throttle? I hope. And here I am Doing all to make you see. Touch, Feel, Follow Unravel and become Heck! I'm subtly showing you, how much your potentials can become reality.. But I doubt if you see what I see And my bad too- how was smooching you supposed to help. My bad really. My bad. I don't even need you to be a boo. I don't have to be your bae. But can you see? I'm learning to calm down For only God can work dissatisfaction- One cannot be cajoled- you've got to want to have it. And if this is not destiny Why flogging it? So, you like me...ok. You want to be with me...ok too. But let's wait till yo...

Broken. Weary. The same cycle The same words The same admonishments And I wonder Will this not end? I am tired of me But I guess you are showing me different things with one thing. Year before, I basked in the euphoria of the moment Having broken free from the voice that says I'm nothing without him. But you have your way of breaking me. I forgot faith I allowed logic My mind reasoned And reasoning is opposed to faith I swerved I broke But my heart is fixated on you You looked upon me with love and mercy And you shined your light again with the tip of your finger, Leading me aright I will be damned to trade this love. Oh, how grateful I am Walking with you has been nothing short of bliss Even when it doesn't seem like it You, My love, are altogether lovely. And every time I sit to think All I can say is This love! This love!! Wonderful wonder With you there is joy unending My worries can't compare. Your life is love And your love is full of...

I gloated in my strength The same that fails, heck! I thought to myself 'i got this' Just because I'm conscious of these things I forgot that harnessing it is a different ball game I thought I could make my self vulnerable yet put emotions in its place Nice try...nice try.. But You... You, sitting in your corner With your chin resting on your palm Watching me toil Picked me up with the least of your fingers Reinforcing how light I am How much I overlooked the hands that stretched And how much I cannot do without you I don't always have to be strong I can rest on your shoulders As well as that of the saints Am I not a part of a body? When my strength lies to me I have the strength of others; Admonishing and helping me see other vantages, to rest on.