(song)
Way Up in the air
Is Where I go.
WILL I come down?
Nobody Knows.
Like a breeze to a sandcastle
Moving me to break and follow
How long will I grow
How far will i come down
(poem)
I seek to maintain the grace of my transformation-
On the harvest moon of a positive nature
For within my deepest core there is a little girl
Devoted to gravity that floats with hope
Invested in everything beautiful
She is fine tune sensitive to the arc of a rainbow
A delirious vision in her sequence of blue skies
Spinning green from lavender to opium
Her shine -bling-blings- on the wings of paper airplanes
Her skin catches resurrected raindrops
Falling to reach the full effect of her illumination
She collapses illusions
Becoming one with the movement of life and breath
Through her eyes and heartbeats
I have already experienced an impossible transition
Emerging from a simple implant
That she can suddenly animate the horizon
Lifting the breaks of the indigo line
I am spending time guiding this light
Crossing the maze to shape shift into another perfect sunrise
………..-Iyeoka Ivie Okoawo
