The Son of the African Sun

A story has come to be unraveled
it has only just begun
it is the story of a warrior
the son of the African Sun

The cries of the voices of two passionate lovers
throughout the Universe were heard
the passion of the African Sun and a beautiful woman of the land
made beautiful their expressions of eternal love

So he was conceived  out of true love

The thunder started drumming a rhythmic beat
under the African moon
drowning the cries of the woman
 who was about to give birth soon

The gods were wrapped in envy
for she gave birth to a beautiful child
meant to be a warrior
to be strong, free and wild
They united to conjure up a master plan
to snatch the son from his mother’s arms
beguiling them to think that he was too sick, too frail
not good enough to be a warrior
to be the son of the African Sun
But the mother would rather not listen to these tales
she would rather give up her life then give her child away
and thus he grew up healthy, nourished by her life giving breasts
and the African Sun, his father, made him stronger with his life giving rays
He grew up to be a warrior
like the proud Zulu warriors of his land
the adversities in life he was able to battle
with a single blow of his warrior hand
His heart was like that of a lion
starving for life and ready for the kill
and his senses were sharp and swift as the cheetah’s
to chase his dreams as if they were his last meal
He started to travel to educate himself
for wisdom and knowledge was important he knew
He studied the arts, the cultures, the stars and especially the moon

She became his substance, for when she came out at night
his strength was renewed
She became his mistress for his love for her grew.

But as everything in life has an end and has to die
he, though a son of the African Sun wasn’t immune
Just as he was given life and breath
one day he would experience death.
And die he did
The gods had gotten even, they made sure he was cursed
for his soul divided into two
one took the form of a raven (witnesses and announces death)
the other of a phoenix (doomed to die and resurrect)
and off to the sky they flew

Time has long gone and passed away
but if you listen carefully
you will hear the soft fluttering wings of the warrior’s souls
still searching for each other
for all eternity
to be whole again
One
The Son of the African Sun

The Son of the African Sun

Arco Iris  R

Joined May 2009

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This poem was inspired by a fellow bubbler’s heart and soul and I was given permission from him to use his poems and a journal about his life to get his essence together and to put it into a storytelling poem.  Some parts are part of my imagination, others a part of his and other parts are true to what he is and what made him what he is today. I hope he likes it………….Well, I posted this yesterday and today he read it. He liked it. So, now I feel free to say that his name is Jonathan Carrick, jono, Raven Ice. Upon reading it pepper08 was inspired to make this beautiful image for the poem. Thank you Pepper. To appreciate the larger view, and the two other images that were inspired by her, click here Pepper08
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