To read, to write (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

Literacy is a gift; Often not realised, Literacy literally- Gives access to other minds. To read is to think; Through another minds thought, An acquisition of perspective, A way to be taught. To write is to share oneself; Across minds and across time, To be transposed into script, To be indelible in time… By :Continue reading “To read, to write (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

THE MASTER’S PIECES

The master artist molded numerous vessels, each with a unique shape, colour and pattern. He carefully and neatly placed every detail so that it could tell a beautiful story about him. And on each of his creations he placed his appendage, making it is to identify his work. Many other artists tried to imitate hisContinue reading “THE MASTER’S PIECES”

SHE IS THE WORLD

Out of her the world’s nations were birthed and from her our master’s kin was raised.She is queen who isn’t afraid to tilt her head and pick up the world’s broken pieces. She is the wind, whisking away yesterday’s chaos from the world. She is healing from today’s pain and joy for your sorrow.She isContinue reading “SHE IS THE WORLD”

Fly by my window

Butterfly fly by my window.Flap your beautiful wings painted with the colours of the sun.Remind me again of how creative the mater of creation is.How he is able to intricately place every detail into this marvellous tapestry.Remind me again of just how much he desires beauty.How he patiently waits for you to fully mature inContinue reading “Fly by my window”

Evenings within me (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

The evenings within me; Hold an eternal sunset- In a space I often retreat to However often I get upset. The evenings within me; Hold symphonic orchestras, That play softly in my arrival And arouse me with arias. The evenings within me; Are my inner joy and peace, A resting place for my mind, AContinue reading “Evenings within me (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

Premier Amour.

Seeing that this is the first day in the month of love, I decided to focus on this four lettered feeling and share what I feel is note to my minnie me one day in the near future. Our mothers have always been our first love. Their journies of learning to love have not been the easiest but they choose to keep going and see what unfolds.
Like this note if you liked it and feel free to share it.
Lots of love and happy new month. 🤗

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