Psalms of Olúwalónimí

I'm here today Tomorrow, I dunno... It's drastic following you. And I'm not taken aback. It's You, And I know all I need do to be fine is to follow, It wouldn't matter where I am or what is happening at the moment... I'm only safe in your hands. Nothing makes sense without You; Nothing matches up. It's all nothing; emptiness, without You. Everything less than You is dissatisfying. Again, I'm a pilgrim, And the only thing that matters is for all of these to make sense, One day.

We break, that's how light gets in. When we yield to you You press You squash You wring You crush And finer and finer we get. Till we are fit for your use. I know this. More so, had a physical experience yesterday. I died, literally. And I'm counting it all gain Amidst the emotions and disappointments The fears and tears. I'd dust myself and hold on to you It has always being about you. It'd always be. So again, I don this scar It's my 'suffer with.....' experience. I'd p ress for light And gain, And you. And you!

Rush of thoughts Yet, no words. Heavy heart Yet, the window seem closed. Oh my words Where are you? I thought I found you But each time, you fly as soon as I reach out Like a fly perched on the wall Why? It's been months Where are you?