MUSIC: From the Alchemy of The Soul Transforming
CD Title : Alchemy of The Soul Transforming. Track title: Gong 01
CD Title: Alchemy of the Soul Transforming. Track title : wind and sea
CD Title: Alchemy of the Soul Transforming. Track title : wind and sea
CD Title: Alchemy of the Soul Transforming. Track title : wind and sea
CD Title: Alchemy of the Soul Transforming. Track title : wind and sea
CD Title: Alchemy of the Soul Transforming. Track title : wind and sea
CD Title : Alchemy of The Soul Transforming. Track title :Alma's reply
CD Title: Alchemy of the Soul Transforming. Track title : wind and sea
CD Title : Alchemy of the Soul Transforming. Track title : On the Shore
CD Title : Alchemy of the Soul Transforming. Track title : On the Shore
CD Title : Alchemy of the Soul Transforming. Track title : On the Shore
CD Title : Alchemy of the Soul Transforming. Track title : On the Shore
From The Alchemy of The Soul Transforming
CD Title : Alchemy of the Soul Transforming. Track title : On the Shore
From The Alchemy of The Soul Transforming
Discover odioquosaartist POEMS
Son Of The Sea
Dances with the sea,
A union of sorrow and strength.
Here, the cliffs bear witness,
White as the forts of West Africa,
Where families were broken,
Souls imprisoned,
And rivers turned into pathways of grief.
Black soldiers stood here in foreign wars,
Met by white cliffs,
Digging trenches, cleaning latrines,
Sick with cold and neglect.
Their spirits linger, not forgotten.
Their stories must be heard.
Walking these cliffs uplifts the spirit,
Layers of time etched into stone,
Each step a release,
Each view a bridge to distant coasts.
These lighthouses, red and white,
Stand in Eastbourne and Lagos,
Calling across time and space.
We are fragile, yet eternal.
Nature holds us, heals us,
A green blanket of solace.
Feel the rivers’ wisdom,
The sea’s infinite strength,
And the mother’s enduring love.
Water is turbulent.
Water is mystery.
Water has no enemy.
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A Soft Landing in an Obscured Space and Time
A Soft Landing in an Obscured Space and Time
Departure from Takwa Bay rocky beach Lagos,
To a soft landing on Brighton-Hove’s pebble beach,
Where time feels blurred, yet profoundly serene.
The sun’s rays, golden and piercing, fuel my being,
Illuminating the marks, signs, and symbols etched on stones.
Briefly, the sun is veiled by passing clouds,
Inviting a moment for reflection and renewal.
A pause for stocktaking and re-stocking the soul,
As the sun’s light pierces inward, unveiling my essence.
The marks on the pebbles, their meanings layered,
Reveal both front-facing truths and shadowed depths.
Inward, the sun redirects my vision’s gaze,
A quiet gratitude swelling within the heart.
The Niger-Benue confluence, traced on a pebble,
A heart-shaped stone affirming the mother’s wisdom,
Her gentle strength, her sacred role as head.
And there—a third eye awakens on the pebble’s face,
Reconnecting me to ancient knowing and cosmic flow.
Immersed in the vibrations of sun and sea,
Each pebble becomes a teacher, a guide,
Whispering lessons of awakening,
In this space where obscurity births clarity.
Here, the sea and sun’s eternal dance
Beckon the soul to re-envision, to remember,
That in the smallest stones lie infinite worlds,
And in the obscured, the boundless awaits.
