The Statue Of Moremi Poem by Shola Balogun

Could this be the setter forth of Ethiop tongue!
I thought the Aegean breakwaters,
Beating at Aphrodite's tender limbs
In wingbeats of storm
Buried you deeper into my dark earth:
Or was it in your circumcised eyes
I beheld the image which fell from Jupiter:
It was to hear the whispers of strange silence
From unknown lips, and to drink from the ocean
Of your untamed eyes
I came to the ravine,
And as some bird at flight
Unfurled your shrewdness I know
Earth will not stir at the homecoming of ravens.