Fair Maiden Of SANITY

Lightly she sways, swiftly rocking her body to the sound.
Slowly and gently she moves her hands, like she's chanting
Sweet tender sound, smooth roaring voices echoing
Safe surrender, overwhelming salvation envelopes her
I move closer to feel, I lean closer to hear, only to realize I am not worthy
Consciously disturbed and worried I fall back, readying for another chance
As I move for the second trial on redemption, I hear a beat.
Pausing to absorb the single beat of sound, she screams
Quickly I fall back again waiting and watching quietly for anything
Then she drops to the ground, breathe steady, pulse calm like in a trance
I am confused at this moment, gently, slowly I raise my hand to her face
So soft, tender, fragile, it vibrates, her skin beneath my palm vibrates.
What a creature? What sort of entity is this?
Just as I thought, as I imagined, IMMACULATE SOUL.
Then it hit me, I am not worthy until release myself
Until I strip myself of all trace of filth
Until I shed off my wanton coat of cruelty
Then and only then will she accept me
Then will our touch be intertwined
Immediately I stand,
Shedding off all standing in the way of this consummation
Yes consummation, that's what I call it.
Now clean, I take my stance,
Strong firm confident stance, while she rises to meet me
Joy filled me heart as I received all she had to give
It felt so Surreal, She the ORACLE receives me
And right there I see,  I feel, I  hear that sound, those sweet tender smooth roaring voices
Finally spent, we collapse together, exhausted from the passionate dance
Now I know what sanity feels like, Now I know what purity feels like
Now I know and from now on, I swear never to leave her sight even till the after life

Now the night has come
And the day has gone
The world speaks like a silent gun
All u hear are the rythms from the crickets
As u reminisce your deepest secrets
It dark and its black 
But not to worry...the light shall u not lack.
Be not frightened
Be not alarmed
Sleep like a child
Sleep not be surprised
Squeeze your pillow like its ur very last...
You are not alone
Even in the dark..
You are always the guarded one.

by Cossy Ebere Uwandu