Aderonke

A beauty I beheld on a secluded street,

Where the foundation of the first church was laid,

The sepulchre of kingship stood in its midst,

The fairies at night hovers at its lake,

Within its core stood the throne of the first,

Where the queen of the stars found its rest,

The key to her abode was in the oblivion of the tide,

Only the spirit that follows the season can be a guide,

Aderonke the heir of the southern god,

A seraph that dwells before the Elysian Lord,

Thy crown was forged with jasper and dragon breath,

Thou the embodiment of beauty and unfettered strength,

The quest was like the stars those three wise men seek,

The path to thy footstool only reveals to the strong but meek,

There are fallen angels like Herod on this pathway to truth,

Conquer the principalities with the sonority from thy flute,

Let the stars guide thee to the cave of keys,

At its epicentre thou will see the traces of its  glimpse,

Be weary of its keeper they stings like bees,

Let the light from the angel’s heart be thy bliss, 

Olori Aderonke, the enchantress of the tempest,

Her peak is as deep like the height of the Everest,

Aderonke thy beauty is like the two-edged sword,

It strikes both ways and sways like the river fond,

At thy threshold stood the ancient rising sun,

Beyond its door is where the unchosen burns,

Only with the right key It spurns boldly to thy lair,

Every comings has been foretold by thy seer,

Let the invisible element be a pathway to the fountain,

That springs from its Eden behind the high mountain,

Where the rarest of stones breathes,

As told in the sacred books of the mirth,

An ounce of thy stones enriched Queen Sheba of old,

Thy fountain flourishes with diamond and gold,

At the lake is where the queen found her rest,

Within its core stood the throne of the first,

Aderonke the heir of the southern god,

A seraph that dwells before the Elysian Lord,

Thy beauty is an immortality,

Thou will be for eternity.

(Poem: “Aderonke” by Olorunleke Odubote)