a thOusand faces

i’ve seen ancient horizons
setting against the sun,
i’ve heard the sound of the universe,
when the universe was one.

i’ve worn a thousand faces 
they all feel the same,
distinguished only
by the tone of a name.

i echo the rhythm of nature
like leaves in the wind,
elements in motion,
since my time began.

beautiful harmony of paradox,
in the absence of time,
a wonderful wanderlust
both intimate and divine.

by K. Osei