I am an embodiment of rivers,
praying with clenched fingers near a tributary cathedral.
I hurl my shirt into the air and watch it
dance to a floating rhythm of playful drums in my veins,
on the the river bank floor,
atop a kindred of aquatic weeds and white sand,
prancing on the limbs of the wind.
With only a piece of shots to keep the privates private,
I take off,outrun the wind and pierce the skin of the stream with a splash of frisson.
In the pliable flesh of water,i sniff boundless freedom and snorkel my voyage to ecstasy.
I bury my face beneath the plane of water and sport my lungs- the sweet folly of childhood tells me i am a fish.
I sip the cuddling warmth of the currents through the window of my gasping outside,
gliding into coma
With my back against the weightless carriage of aqua.
Near bye,i hear a school of fingerlings say the fish prayer through the ear of telepathy.
They prayed: O thou creator of aquatopia please nourish us with our daily phytoplanktons and lead us not into the guts of ravenous
Grace us to brave more aqua days in the rank of predators and not preys.
Give us discernment and rid us of greed ,
that we eat not the hooks of death,
wearing juicy atires of chubby worms.
That we be not pulled into asphyxiation
where they embalm bodies with spices and diminish them to sources of protein.[I’ve never seen fishes talk, but many things happen in ecstacy].
The waves tilt me ashore and i gaze into the fiery orange pupils of the sun,
tasting the wind through the taste buds of my nostrils and
downing a copious gulp of crisp liquid oxygen into the stomach of my lungs.
A sharp pain scissored it’s bony appendages into the tip of my pinky,
rudely punctuating my intimacy with nature.
It felt like the milk teeth of a baby in hawkish protest of it’s mother’s skin
It was a juvenile crab trying to defend himself.
I carefully disengage him and discharge him in peace.
Its now almost two decades ago
But i have embalmed that souvenir in a morgue of memories,
that innocent sweet scar on my left pinky.
For it’s an escapism where I relive my celestial romance with mother nature.
By Azoronyeahu uchenna gentle