BY Chinwe Ikokwu-Ezeanya
As I gaze into the illusions of my existence
I am blinded by the rays I cannot see
Like a mirage to the thirsty soul wondering in the desert
I have been chained to the cyclical fate
I see my life as a carousel ride
What is it that life is all about?
When and how shall this carousel ride end
I imagine a focal drive at the end of the day
As I gaze deep into the thoughts of the spirit man
I stoop to quiz the purpose of this life
Wondering if the carousel is real or fake
Believing the fictional rather than you or me
As I continue to learn from repeated experiences
With my soul obligation being truthfulness to myself
Everywhere I turn to begins a new beginning
As I eagerly await my fate, I cannot find a finish
In this adventure of a reluctant lad
Will I see clearly enough to follow?
I ask the heavenly light to guide me
The echo of my story is the only sound that stings my ears
As I search for the answer, I walk back to the moment
I’m confronted with the knowledge of our existence
That every problem has a gift we’ll need
For the sky knows the season and pattern behind the clouds
So, will I begin to see when lifted above the eyes?
As I teach best what I need to learn
Everywhere I turn to begins a new beginning
Still searching for the endpoint, I never find a finish
As I think of my life once in a while
I am amazed as I watch the answers change
To turn from a possible future, I’m free to change my mind
For I can choose
A different future or a different past if I wish
I listen to my conscience reaffirming the events of my life
Knowing I drew them so myself
What I do with them is solely up to me
For the caterpillar’s end of the world is the master’s butterfly
A wish is given unto me with the power to make it true
I work with the world as a notebook, summing reality on its pages
Knowing it is not real, I can write nonsense as I wish
I can write lies or tear the pages too even as I please
The truth I speak has no past or future
Simply is and that is all it needs to be
I wonder if my mission is up as I cannot find a finish
But as I am still alive, I’m convinced it’s simply not the end.
(This poem was Inspired by Richard Bach’s fable of Jonathan Livingston Seagull.)
Seagulls never falter and never stall. The fable is of a seagull called Jonathan who believes it is every seagull’s right to fly, to reach the ultimate freedom of challenge and discovery, finding his greatest reward in teaching younger gulls the joy of flight and the power of dreams. It is a story for people who follow their hearts and make their own rules… people who get special pleasure out of doing something well, even if only for themselves, people who know there’s more to this living than meets the eye.
Read Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach today!
Chinwe N. Ezeanya
Chinwe Ezeanya (BLS, MSc, ACII, FCIB) is an Author, Writer, Poet and a Life Coach.
She is also a lover of the aesthetics and the Chairperson of DEFFLID Foundation.
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