The Cross Road Between Poem by Okenyi Sunday Chinweike

Eyes witnessed tears,
As a barren land bloomed with golden flowers,
Their beauty embraced with reverence,
Like a dying breed of sunlight's warmth,
Emeralds of allure and desire.

In that moment, a soul gasped,
Retreating into the depths of a crystal river,
There, a passionate voice whispered,
'Do you love me more than all this? '
And though a temptation of lust lingered within,
He mustered the courage to reply,
'Yes, I love you beyond all else.'

Yet, the voice persisted,
'Do you love this creation more than I, its maker? '
With conviction, he shook his head,
'No! No! No! ' he cried out,
'I love you, the creator of all things! '
In that surrender, peace enveloped him,
As he wept and sang with gratitude.