The Wind beneath my feet



Snow Storm — Steam-Boat off a Harbour’s Mouth, 1842, J.W.M Turner, Tate

I enter into You, and

I encounter unimaginable

worlds within me.

we become one.


one heart,

one mind,

one voice.


You’ve always been there.

through the whispers,

the glimpses,

the silent still Voice.


always there, always patient.

always ahead, always waiting.

always besides, always leading.


at once before time,

and after time.

You knew the end

from the beginning.



Oluseyi Akinyode

Omo Naija | follower of Jesus | Kdrama fanatic | film & art lover | coffee addict | product enthusiast | getting lost to find myself