“Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for his love is better than wine.
I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar,
as the curtains of Solomon.”
The Song of Solomon 1:2&5
Graciously the noon day sun hath kissed me upon my lover’s bed.
His rays cover me, and I am like the melting of auburn; like the golden-brown wheat fields of ancient Egypt.
My thoughts are upon the cries of the lilies; with my ears I hear them…weeping in the night.
My hairs are the pillars of a great tower: a tower of strength and potency.
I have dove like eyes: eyes of innocence that sees through generations of sore bitterness.
I know the sweet perfumes of loneliness, they are like the frangrances of a bouquet of forgotten petals I breathe in everyday.
Two rows of succulent delicacies are my lips, moist and tender; they speak the words of truth.
Truly my shoulders have borne a great burden that none did rise to lighten the load.
So I raised my arms and lifted my hands, heaven bound I set my gaze to part the curtains of Glory’s Throne and call out His name!
Prostrate I laid my breast upon the heart of his soul, and from the depth of my belly I sent forth groans and moans from the spoiled tents of Kedar.
I stood up upon the strength of His Word and backed my assurances upon the decree that He can never lie!
And then I ran…I ran with all my might!
I ran into the city and into the hillside, into the country and every village; I shouted with joy and I danced a holy dance.
I picked up His Banner and I clothed me with Righteousness; and that’s when I saw Him…coming,
Coming like the noon day Sun -rising from the east with legions of mighty men.
And I knew; that’s when I knew, the Real One True Amun-Ra (Amen-Ra, Sun ‘Son’ God) was coming!
It was in that moment that I knew He heard my cry; the moment where I saw:
The Blood rushed to the place that hurt the most, the moment where:
The Blood of The Convenant became thicker than The Water of The Womb.
It was that very moment…
When The Hurt & The Healer collided!
Ode To The Black African Woman in “A Poet’s Heart”
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