Ike Bismarck Oji
Creation Point - Poem by Ike Bismarck Oji
Here, the bluery into the greenery delves.
As the sky the mountaintop hugs.
Upon this canvas, He His creativity inscribes
as the blue - green line his potency describes.
Here, his solitary creative work kicked off.
There, His Creation Quasar got tuned off.
The blue warps the green woofs engage
in an embrace, creative and yet lucrative.
A blue horizon the story aptly captures
of His hand shaping His green creatures.
Beyond the blues, rests his Creativity Centre
to afford His creatures life; fresh, fecund.
The whole creation collides as the sun
Through the blue steps, waking the greenery.
Creative quanta waves, to puerile creatures sending.
And, Life takes off, hopping, then running.
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