THE EXCELLENCY OF YOUR BEAUTY

By Yakubu Emmanuella
29-11-2017

This is as the despair of a man in a pool of fluid entreating for oxygen.
Peace… why struggle, why breathe out when there’s nothing to breathe in?
I will only die but live again when my lover steps in
He went away to bring me my royal cloak, exquisite
Carefully decorated, garnished with many colors, colors of love and life
(I am the) Pride of nature, the sky, the moon and all galaxy

Fly away but return for I will wait
I’ll breathe just when I hear the song of your feet,
And see the glory of your presence
The sweetness of your silence
That refreshing when you’re here
Speak of me among the princes

They’ll sure be bewildered by the excellency of your perfection when they behold me
For I am the glory of (all) your creation
I speak of your love, ability, and beauty
I am an epitome of your proficiency
The expression of your zeal and passion
It is that which runs through my veins

It gives life and courage to this fragile branch
Wrap me like leaves from the cold
Keep me warm in the furnace of your fire like gold
There I’ll find mysteries I was never told
The storm roars but I am bold
I was bought with an everlasting price, now it’s you that I follow
Oh take me away, anywhere, I’ll go

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