SOFT, GENTLE, YET DEEP STEPS by Chemutai Sigei

I wrote these poems as a celebration: offerings of gratitude to The Universe as I experience it …

They are in tune with the style of the oral traditions of Swahili poetry from Kenya, East Africa, where I come from. The first poem came one morning as I was taking a walk along a beautiful pond near my home. I was struck by a wondrous experience of the glorious universe before and within me. Feeling the words flow from my heart, I wrote them down on my phone as I sat beside a beautiful pond.

The second poem is what emerged from my heart as I was meditating on peace and kindness towards others, reflecting on the way we experience this life on earth.

Photography from Gregory Colber's 'Ashes and Snow' exhibit

Our Abundant Mother: The Universe

How can we thank our abundant Mother, The Universe?

She gives and sustains life in her womb

She provides us with air to breathe

She silently toils and yields more than we can consume

She gives us light and clothes us with warmth

She gives and gives without a break

All, abounds in greatest measures

How can we thank our abundant Mother, The Universe?

Soft, Gentle And Yet Deep Steps

Oh I wish everyone's steps were soft as petals here on earth:

Light and yet deep in depth

Gentle with a likeness of baby's first steps

And beautiful like prints of flowers

Remember, your steps manifest that which is high

Oh! I wish they would be the gentlest steps

Which bring peace, love, joy and happiness to all on earth.

Chemutai Sigei: “I am from from Kenya, East Africa. I currently live and work in the southern part of United States. Over recent months, I realized that, I'm drawn to understanding the purpose and meaning of this life. Therefore, I took upon this life's calling to embrace this realization and practice journeying inwardly to understanding the true self as well as understanding those of my fellow human beings. I spend most of the time reading books on spirituality and meditation. I also like to write inspirational words, and now poems, as I have come to understand." Connect with Chemutai in facebook here.

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