The Whisperer by David Nnanna Ikpo

25|12|2011

Mmo osi
By David Nnanna Ikpo

Yet again I ask: Could an angel be forgotten? I use to fly on its wings and see with its eyes Hmmmm. Perhaps not that literally But its place, sweet blazes! Was one none other can fill

Angels like broken clouds Formed from the light Sweet as nectar Swift as the waning sky Perhaps, not as I speak it But as I believe

Allah has made meek and mild Great and little Man and child

The Whisperer by David Nnanna Ikpo

25|12|2011

Allah has made the light And has severed it Allah has made angels

He took a part of the sun And called it by name And said, be a blessing He took a part of the dust And kissed it And said, be a rising He looked and saw an emptiness Be filled, He said Be ever filled

Then sweet as the sun Blessings grew Rose to the floor Beneath the shadows of Allahs feet Mmo osi, spirit of the truth With a heart carved by the heavens from the sun And a smile beautiful

The Whisperer by David Nnanna Ikpo

25|12|2011

Words enchanting... or perhaps a little less than human But vessels of words greatest Written by the Hands of creation Kissed by the Hands of God

As the sun rises And light has been named Im grateful for the angels Allah be praised Oh bless them My Lord And bless me too