I am a Freelance Inspirational Author of African Descent. My Present Book I am assembling for Publishing is entitled. The African Journals Vol I "Things That I Would Tell You If I Could". Is the first Title in the Series. I am preparing to publish. The book takes a rather different approach to storytelling through thought provoking Prose and eclectic Poetic explorations of the authors Life Journey. By looking inward at His Spiritual Levels of Maturation. In a decidedly different way. Using Prose as an Artistic Canvas with Words as the Colorful paints conveying stories of Wisdom on Display..Life began until it ends..We live we share we say we embrace we part we pray..
Chapter Thirty Six
I am the Wind Inside
Tis so true I often disguise myself..As the thinnest air..
I choose to become..Allowing everyone..to breathe and
touch..A tiny part of me..Withholding my true life giving..
life saving energy from none..
For it is I..Though only now dressed..In this garment so
sheer..As a singular inhaled breath..Who must touch daily
every life form..For without me no living being..Can truly
even begin to better know..The very real meaning of health..
Each and every day without fail..I must circumnavigate
Every nook and corner of my creation..As I must soar
glide and daily blow..Caressing all waiting life bearing
vessels..Filling each and every life form..Now sustained
so completely..By my winds daily uninterrupted flow..
From soaring and roaring past and over high mountains..
To the churning agitated deepest depths of the highest seas..
Tis so very true no living thing..Shall have a right to possess..
The fragile breath of my life..If I do not appear so urgently..
As the next softly blowing gentle breeze..
In some places I can become fierce Hostile cold and
distant..Very difficult to inhale approach and touch..Even
Living itself can become an event so truly difficult..When
the voice of my angered roar..Becomes the icy stinging
terror..Whose mighty suffocating viselike grip is such..
From a single sustained blast of my arctic winters breath..
Even the very thought of survival must flee..For without
my true tempered humility and compassion..My grace and
mercy truly released..None would have my breath of life
given daily..As an unappreciated by many..Gift delivered
at a price so free..
For though I am the wind inside..Each well measured
breath given day to day..Surely none would ever be..Left
to survive in this life..Without the Living Spirit..Of this very
powerful wind..Now still blowing inside of you and me..
"There are many issues that divide..We have to find the right ones that unite us..Or we all lose Our capacity to be able to be..The New Authors Writers and Agents of the very Change..We say we desire and seek..For this Day is "The Dawning of Our Possibility"..Daton O. Fullard 2009 This Piece is dedicated to all those who came before us..To give us a Vision of What We each can someday aspire to be..Their many names are written in the Library of My Blood and Soul..It is The very first page..Of The Book of My Possibility
I am so Joyous today..For I am being flooded with a range of possibilities..Which are gently overwhelming my Spirit and My Soul..Every precious thing and everyone..Is now so newly alive within me..Awakening powerful thoughts of what we can begin to dream and achieve..
If we will just allow ourselves to become great enough..To expand to absorb and meet..These new energies being released..That can soon fulfill..Our immense capacities to change this world..Of ours even more..If we just become brave enough to work together..Willing to tear down the inner fences that separate us..By nation wealth class race tribe..Our corruptible ideologies..and instead start today to really invest in..What we truly say we do believe..
Now so gently place your hand over your heart.. For each beat is another possibility escaped..To do and show each of Us Our inner greatness..For I want the Power of my words..To awaken inside you the Amazing..Arouse in you the Magnificent.. Explore beside you the Infinite..Touch and unleash within you the Possible..Help free and set loose the Unimaginable..Stimulate your Inner and Outer Spiritual Awareness..Until you begin to see..All that you and I can aspire to be..Then perhaps you too will be able to better see..All we each need to yet be..
For when you and I shall choose to stand together.. Side by side and become united in Our Hope for a better World to emerge from us as One..When we finally realize this possibility..Of all the Greatest possibilities is now within Our grasp..Anything we set our Hearts Souls and Minds too..As a Global Human Family..Is Our Gift to Our new generations.. Yet to come..
For there are many new challenges we must begin to soon face..If only we can begin to teach each..one person..We are nearest to this simple lesson..of Love We have always been able..When we decide to share.. Our Mercy Compassion and Our Grace..Maybe then we can all learn to live happily..In this same time and space..
If we do not start to embrace this message today When can we ever truly begin ? For our Time here on this planet is so very brief..We each must soon decide.. What kind of footprints..We all shall desire to soon leave behind my friends..
Footprints left in sand shall soon wash immediately away..Footprints purchased by wealth..without Truth No one will ever hear what they have to say..For I want mine not of platinum nor gold..But to be like a humble bit of coal..To be changed by the pressures of My Wisdom..Acquired in this life..To become the greatest and most brilliant..diamond..Always radiating this Precious Jewel of Peace and Possibility..Now so truly alive..And breathing in My Heart My Mind and My Soul..
When dry eyes can find no new tears.. When unhealthy bodies can find no more years When wars can find no more soldiers to fight them When Humanity has abolished all of its reasons to embrace its fears
When we find enough love to replace all of our hate When we celebrate no borders between us When we willingly refuse to capitulate When we grasp destiny and choose to define our own time and fate
When we lift every child to its potential before its own clock ticks to late When we hold every adult accountable When we refuse to be less than great
When we refuse to share what we have learned When we replace our unwillingness to teach When we no longer need imperfect ladders to climb When everything we desire is now within our reach
When I can stretch across time and touch your heart with a word a tear a smile and an embrace When we have done all these things so very well When you and I shall stand together side by side and finally realize.. We have always been able to share and live happily in this same time and space..
Tis so true I often disguise myself..As the thinnest air.. I choose to become..Allowing everyone..to breathe and touch..A tiny part of me..Withholding my true life giving.. Life saving energy from none..
For it is I..Though only now dressed..In this garment so sheer..As a singular inhaled breath..Who must touch daily every life form..For without me no living being..Can truly even begin to better know..The very real meaning of health..
Each and every day without fail..I must circumnavigate.. Every nook and corner of my creation..As I must soar glide and daily blow..Caressing all waiting life bearing vessels..Filling each and every life form..Now sustained so completely..By my winds daily uninterrupted flow..
From soaring and roaring past and over high mountains.. To the churning agitated deepest depths of the highest seas.. Tis so very true no living thing..Shall have a right to possess.. The fragile breath of my life..If I do not appear so urgently.. As the next softly blowing gentle breeze..
Before I was an Original thought Developing in My Creator's Mind.. He already knew in what window I Would begin this walk..That would Eventually place me into this.. Moment of now..In my own coming life and time..
Before there was even Creation So still as no Life vessel had yet to be.. By Grace I was there in his Heart Where He once also sheltered me..
Even when His Greatest works soon began..He allowed me to be near enough to scan..Even though I was clothed in my nothingness..To reach up to him.. To be able to begin to understand..
When the first mists of energy of the Creation..Began to assemble and form.. He still held me near enough to Him To keep my trembling heart so warm..
For even in his great mind..He still knew that I..Was not to be in my Own time..No Ordinary Poet..Passing by through this life..With no clue.. Surely in His mind..Not one such as I..
When my life and time..Came need to begin..We He and I already knew..Even then..Before I inhaled my first breath of this Life..from Him..Who was going to be.. My very best companion..Mentor and dearest life long friend..
For no Ordinary Poet..Not I..could ever be..Knowing what I was allowed to have Flowing..From Him into and then out of me..Giving Validity to all things..Even those the Human eye..Can never have hope to see..No Ordinary Poet Not I could be
For No Ordinary Poet Could I ever..By the infinite Grace of Him ever be..Less than The standard set..When He took a tiny part of His life..Then so very care fully began to fashion and Create me..
Birth to Mother to earth..I was then by him set so free..Dressed in His words of immense thought and Power..Soon Blowing like a storm..Desiring only to be set free..For when ordinary suddenly becomes extraordinary.. I wisely did not ask why..He..Simply looked at me as a Father..and said..No Ordinary Son could come from..One such as I.. For Thou art to be a reflection of me..
There is no doubt in my mind whatsoever that Poetry is most certainly a Divine Gift..It has been a catalyst in every aspect of my own Life..From constructing simple lyrics one uses in Music..To telling real stories of our emotional angst..through songs..To eventually moving into deeper textures and shadings as Prose..As I myself matured more in this Life..I began to realize more and more..How Poetry can truly affect each and everyone of us. In some way each day..When its Truth to Power is finally fully understood by us..
We can aspire to better understand this Part of Our Creators Gift to us..Which allows us as Poets to be able to draw a little nearer..Too His more Powerful Language of Life..When He Speaks or Thinks..Everything in Life is Affected..From the simplest to the complex..Yet we who desire or aspire to connect to this Infinite Power..Must approach it with great Respect and even Greater Humility..
For when this Power is unleashed through Poetry..All of its true Beauty begins to bathe all.. Who are blessed to hear, soak or bask in its glow..For it is only then when we finally do get it..We become connected to all we need to know..The Library of Life opens its Books for us to read..We often are allowed to interpret and express through Our words selected so real..The tremendous range of infinite possibilities..Our Creator allows each of us to begin to more fully explore experience and feel..
Chapter Forty Eight Tears from a Rainbow
So suddenly I wandered Self absorbed fully lost in the clothes of my pain When out of nowhere appeared a rainbow of steam rising up from the tears of a Cloud..Freeing itself from the Last remnants of a passing rain
It bathed the sky in brilliant hues that soon..Demanded look at me Look at me..for I want you to truly see Forget about everything else it screamed But please do try and remember me
Do embrace this hasty image of mine For I too shall so soon Vanish once again into the mist For nothing shall soon remain of me except these now disappearing vapors.. That can prove that I even exist
So embrace this image so truly fine.. Save this retained vision to be Stored away by you in this The real Closet of your lifetime
For I chose you in this day and in this..Precious moment in time..To ponder this vision of me..Dressed in all my vivid colors so glorious so sublime
For I am just a ghost Stealing into a moment of your life’s space Before I shall rush so Soon away to visit another in a different Time and place
Excerpted From The African Journals Vol I "Things That I would Say to You If I Could" Copyright 2008 Daton O. Fullard
Shadows of My Soul
From Birth we become fascinated by shadows.. For they do dwell wherever there is any light.. Why do we carry there presence so easily within.. As we dance daily between daytime and night..
When we do not want what we decide to do..To be seen by all in plain sight..We often will seek.. To conceal our trail..By walking only in the safer confining shadows of the night..When we know Most certainly that what we may be doing is surely..Just this other side of being what is right..
Yet we seek to wear our disguise as shadows.. Which eventually will engulf our very souls.. Trapping us in our prisons manipulation of lies.. We help maintain through self deceit..We dress ourselves in so fashionable and quite bold..
My shadow has never once abandoned me.. Why because it needs me..To carry it into the light..It thrives as it survives and eagerly will express..Such unbridled joy when I so hastily choose..My own wrong over what it too knows is so right..
My shadow and I have fought so many battles.. Although I have won some and lost quite a few.. I have finally decided to put away my many walks..In the darkness of my own shadows.. For today I have committed to place..All that I will do from now..In the light of my life's plain view..
For no longer will I seek to hide my behavior.. In worry born out of my own insecurity and fear.. For I have finally defeated my dragon of shadows.. It is such a wondrous and unique feeling..To now finally begin to see everything..Including myself So beautiful and for the first time..so truly clear..
"I was born into ignorance but in ignorance I chose not to remain.. Far greater is Our Creator's.. Growth Within each of us.. When we walk as one.. In this His true Domain..
Sharing His powerful Wisdom.. Wrapped in true elegance of Words so simple and plain.. Soon leaving behind our prison.. Casting aside our limitations by.. Embracing His Knowledge.. which became a healing much needed balm for our pain..
seeking His pasture of Freedom while leaving behind the jail of our own ignorance's reign.. allowing those who so choose.. to stay behind tightly bound in their own chaos and chains..
"Random Thoughts" Excerpted from The African Journals
Love is improvisation so spontaneous.. Like a Poet slow dancing with words.. Each glowing alive with anticipation.. Knowing and caressing all that He See's.. Which is truly so compellingly profound.. For each struck note is an element.. Imitating vibrating and Emanating these visible structures of his minds many sounds.. As we daily must touch this ground..
Of pleasures to be tasted touched and heard.. As free leaves airborne circle and soon.. Arrange a canopy of thoughts so beautifully as his life's rain filled deeds and words..
Art is a Chameleon with so many dimensions so true..Captured just for a moment Displayed and expressed as Colors flowing forth from deep inside of me and you..
Passion is the heat of the moment intense and so strong..Fleeting after visiting so briefly before subsiding..As a wave spent before moving on..
Music Every note is part of the Creation alphabet.. a lyrical melodic harmonic song.. of rare Platinum and Gold.. Tis our Tale that must be played and told.. Its very instrument is Our daily Lives.. The sound is Our pleasure to grasp.. to taste embrace and behold..
TV For me TV is A desert of wasted time.. for it suffocates all it envelopes.. leaving behind only a vast wasteland of empty minds..When tv rises to become a garden of promise..with rays of hope radiating as the Sun's Lifeline..I will be the first to reconnect..to all that flows from my bloodline
Books My Favorite Books are Written but are not yet Published The Creation Chronicles Vol I II III IV V The African Journals Vol I
Strange Wind Thy Touch is Cold
A breeze once balmy caressed me So near air so clear so cold Tis a hint of new storm a brewing Poised to soon tell a tale ne'r told
From direction soon desirous of need Land barren of men souls of women Clasped to rent garments stained of hate Lacking in honor replaced with greed
Came I upon a route so lacking Where none with souls touched By truth nor capacity to care Oh breeze I screamed do protect Thy son from that which is so wretched Soon gathered to no joyous purpose over there
Soon came thy horse drawn carriage With no visible rider to be seen Only the wails of those trapped Forever in vials of hate pickled In liquored heartless sauce so mean
Sad I stood glued to this moment No peril no fear shall touch this brow For my balmy breeze has protected me As this vessel of lost souls sailed by When heart warm still flutters With lighted joy filled soul Tis such a smile of love still hovers From Strange wind thy touch so cold
Excerpted from "The African Journal Vol I" "Things I would Tell you If I could" copyrighted 2008 Authored by Daton O. Fullard
The Uniqueness Of You
From The Front Porch: The Uniqueness of You
With great clarity of sensitivity Soon awakened with vision so true Of now past remembrances once released So considered as images soon arrange Themselves so hurriedly as spice filled New racier visions and thoughts of you
So cluttered in narrow time and space I found such hope willful renewed As my revived heartbeat now raced All triggered and fully stimulated with pace By the uniqueness of your beauty such Sublime au natural elegance and grace
Oh chocolate thou art true divine From cashmere skin to lightly Rouged cheeks ruby red lips now Silhouetted around my Eros so fine Velvet covered scantily clad words Caressing my many thoughts of you Each one shaken and stirred again Come so fully alive now in my mind Oh remembrance of thou once entwined
Fierce coupled passion so wicked entranced So Erotic so fiery a taste of many Creams like ebony butter so spread As soaring tempered emotions run unherded Once stampeded by lust of wine Descend stairs as my thoughts once shed Of you fully collapsed so utterly exhausted Now fully steamed once perspiring but now Recovering so wantonly spent in my bed
Oh tis a special event so oblique Refusing shape or container of form Determined once again to wake me Make me arouse so alive newborn
From whence direction came these Silent thought enclosed footprints Eclectic wind warm cool and so blue Carrying a wafting fragrant but slightly Suggestive and vulgar scent of your sex Dressed so naked explicit and raw yet Still so raunchingly clothed only in The True Uniqueness of You
My Interests: Writing Books of Life and Poetry, Photography is my Mistress, Videography is the visual images that flow outward from my Soul,
Music is the Soundtrack of My Life, Art is all that I am allowed to see embrace release and behold,
Producing and Directing are my Geminian Twins Darth and Yoda Who have watched over me since birth, My Living Creator and My Family define My Heaven and Earth,
I drink Life I inhale My Creator and Exhale myself through My Poetry, pushing myself for excellence I strive Technology is My Internet Vehicle I so enjoy taking out for a drive,
The Ocean is my Blood, Air is the Father of My Soul, Fire is My Mother, A special Woman in the center of my life so bold
The Earth is My connection to My Mortality it reminds each day not to waste its Time, Wisdom is my Favorite Teacher, Understanding is My Favorite Guide, Knowledge is My very best Friend, Yet in the comfort of The Library of Truth that is My favorite Place to reside and hide,
Dreams Dreams are my gifts of Flowers.. One does nothing to earn them.. But imagine the beauty hidden in their seeds so rare..They appear to dance as music plays..between a fantasy and reality we share..
An Ode To Women: "The Radiance of You" Chapter Forty Nine The Radiance of You
One night as I slept a magnificent Woman..Royally born of Graceful elegance so true.. Came and sat down next to me in my sleep..She then began to describe to me..So well in my dreams the future coming of you..
"She said" Came I as one Daughter of My Creator..From One I have become so many Tree leaves..With so many endless colors I now call..My daughters shall be like rains eternal mist..Glowing forth..Enveloped in a rainbow Dress..Soon to be seen by all..
And to you my son..As so gently I hold your body in my lap..I now place this dream of mine in your head..When the right day will come..It is then when your sleeping words shall awaken..To be set free..They will by you soon have such..A greater need to be spoken and read..
For every woman who is a true daughter of mine shall feel you..For in your dream..I shall hide My Creators still Living Glow..By this His Cloak of Divinity..I now hide in your words..My True Spirit some will finally come to know..
Your Living Words when unleashed..Shall soon become My Life's powerful ray..To help awaken My Daughters to their true possibilities..They each must rise up to become someday..For by these blessed words..Now dressed so well by me..It is you I alone entrust so completely to set free..That you may someday say to them all..For it was I that chose you to send..Among them to lift their Spirits..To un-tether their True inner Radiance..From the dark mean shadows that exploit beckon and call..
So Unleash and let your Spirit Glow..As My Daughters I once gave birth to you all..Allowing each one of you to become..My Glory an a Joy in my sight..To become the very brightest light that your children...and future families will ever come to know..For my hope for each of you..Is now so sealed in these words..Which are that you will each rise up..and do continue to grow..
To become The Future Nubian Queens of tomorrow..By answering today Destiny's.. challenge and call..Go forth and Define for me The Future..You will all soon help to write..So the entire world will soon come to know..Why I have hidden My Divine Radiance..So very well once concealed in you all...
He stared in silence at the mirror As his image soon arranged it self In this glass like frame of space How was it he thought that his skin color So soon became the unwilling icon Representative of his character’s content Now enveloped so falsely in the minds of those in this truly inhospitable place
What manner of men he thought Could be so unwilling to embrace His talent knowledge and skill Yet be so willing to reject him His ideas intellect and integrity Solely because of his ethnicity Outward skin color an race
Momentarily he drifted away From today this time spent Now considering His own present circumstance as he wept It was then he remembered No mountain is too high to climb When one frees himself from the prison of others shackles of ignorance and in so doing begins a path lit anew by creating his own defining steps
He soon remembered an ancient Story told him as a child about a powerful African warrior once banned Left by a jealous and fearful King who placed him all alone in the desert With no friends no supplies but the Sun howling wind and the shifting sand He soon fondly remembered his powerful tale of survival as he began to consider his situation and formulate his plan
The Warrior knew that the sun was a very fierce unrelenting and powerful adversary One his strength cunning and knowledge even his guile could never hope to defeat For he soon knew that without any water His powerful body could not ever hope to survive in this deserts unforgiving heat
The Warrior knew that the wind was very angry Able to blow howl and scream for days on end Yet here he was now stranded all alone in this desert With so little hope no supplies to protect his life or skin
The Warrior first looked all around with a thirst for any available answers But at first all he could see was a vast unrelenting sea of endless sand He thought to himself that truly in order to have any possible chance to survive He would need to very soon come up with some kind of a workable plan
This Powerful African Warrior soon decided that the first thing on his list of things to do was to drop down humbly on his knees As he knelt down and very quietly began to pray Because deep in his heart he truly knew that though all these many things seemed to be so completely arranged against him This very proud but now humbled African Warrior knew inside he needed to survive not tomorrow but only this sojourn of his first day
The Warrior knew he would very soon need the greater strength understanding and wisdom of his Creator from within and above Yet he still was taken aback afterward when he opened his eyes and he saw for the very first time gathered around him The tiny desert animals he would so soon grow to fiercely respect then love
For The Warrior knew that in side of themselves that it was they who truly held the keys to his survival Even though he was soon tired and hungry he decided that they Would not be the first food that he would choose to soon eat He watched them waited and soon learned what they knew As they became comfortable with him and soon lay at ease near his feet
The Warrior studied very carefully their specific actions he soon mastered and mimicked their every move As gradually he began to finally grasp and understand that this was truly their home and precious land For surely he thought them to be much wiser stronger more cunning and powerful than he Because his future and his fragile life’s balance was now so completely placed in their hands
They soon taught him how to safely hide himself from the Sun’s power during the paralyzing heat of the day Then taught him how to try and move about as a friend only in the night When the Goddess Moon was fully on display
Their constant activity soon led him to a tiny oasis that he could never have ever found on his own..It had water palm dates and some shaded areas Providing a home for him in the wind blown midst of this desert world so striking far far away from all the familiar things he had once known
He gradually began to realize the things that he once embraced and knew Had so precious little utility nor value in this severe and quite harsh place Which demanded as payment from him a new entirely different mindset Whose life rhythm flowed to a unique very different beat harmony and pace
Soon his minutes spent became long hours days became weeks Months soon became years as he no longer yearned for what used to be his old home Strangely he soon found a new sense of fulfillment he had never before experienced now somehow come fully alive in his spirit heart mind and bones
As The Great Warrior reminisced one day he very fondly remembered the first greatest lesson that he had learned from that very first day he had spent in the desert and on its sands That if you can not survive the first day tomorrow can never truly be a vital part of your life's fragile plans
The Warrior now knew he had come to better understand the power of the Sun and appreciate the intensity of its glow He also had come to understand the harmony and true cycles of the powerful winds That were such a vital yet integral part of this vast deserts ebb an flow
For when he first arrived he remembered that he did not think that anyone or anything had a chance of surviving long in this quite harsh and very demanding place yet years later here he still stood alive today somehow he had become living proof of how The Spirit of Life chose to survive in him providing some protections he did not know could even exist in this vast beautiful almost endless space
From The Front Porch: The Day After History Was Made
It was a day that was to be unlike any other
For it was the day a new Chapter in this life book
Was about to be written a new verse soon read
To be written with raw emotion and imbued
With quiet silent power where the vote that
Would soon rewrite all American and Global
History would with such certainty..finally be said
Last night when I sought sleep. It just somehow kept moving further and further away. Every time I would say please just come a little closer to be near to me. It would move further back and say just chill not just yet OK. I then said fine but please just tell me what it is. That you want my tired sore eyes to see. It was then that I looked up to see. All my African and American… Continue
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