Mmanwu in Ascent



The call of the ram horn
Searching the ant holes, mesmerizing
Every knower caught in the Web of words


Mmanwu, of distant truth
Wrapped in the smells of many spells
Bursting with song


Is it a voice that I hear
Or a legend that rains
All over the land?


Mmanwu, of distant vision
Trapped in a house of mirrors
Image-on-Image


Is it a sight that I behold
Or a text
Afloat on the magic of the mirrors?


Out of the depths he comes,
Ancestor and god the word
Rising onto the future of the past