Daniel Sefudi
Roseacre, Johannesburg, South Africa
Daniel SefudiRoseacre, Johannesburg, South Africa |
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Dan was born at Bongweni Township near Johannesburg and after gaining a BA (Fine Arts) degree with distinction at University of For Hare he was awarded a Fullbright Scholarship to University of California where he gained and MA in art, African Literature and Philosophy. He was a lecturer in art until he went blind as a result of diabetes in 1989. It was then that his creative abilities were redirected to writing poetry. The National Library of Poetry has published his poem "Voices in the Midnight Wind". Dan's ambition is to published a book combining his poetry and his art. |
Voice of ProphecyThen voice of echo called form the fathomless deepof sleep: Awake dreaming sleeper ! To you is given the task to work and write. The WORK shall be made clear by the WORD. The WORD shall be made understood by he WORK. Make haste, we cannot wait any longer! |
GodhoodA perplexed THOUGHT loomed in a pondering CONSCIOUSNESSTo ask a desperate question: who is GOD so that we may know What is of GOD so that we may serve Where is GOD so that we may go to worship An answer from the deep a biding WISDOM surged: GOD, there is no such as of particular PERSON GOD, there is no such as in need of your WORSHIP GOD, there is no such as of individualized outside YOU In all sparks the might O God In all dwells the essence of GOD In all moves the creative power of God That and that comprises GODHOOD That and that comprises GOD BEING That and that comprises GOD CONSCIOUSNESS All is : GOD the PRIME GOD the PROCESS GOD the PRODUCT The overall PRINCIPLE OF THIS COSMICTRINITY is LOVE Attune to it in PRAYER and MEDITATION Therein lies service to GODHOOD |
Coming Of A MessengerFar, far south in Mother AfricaWhere the Springbok prances and sprints Where the Leopard sprawls upon a tree branch To camouflage its presence in he polka-dotted shade Where the Hippopotamus thumps the ground with muzzle Where the tottering Tortoise makes tortuous, soundless footsteps To mark a countdown on eternity. Where the Zebra kicks the air with vigor Where the hyper active Monkey plays hide and seek Where the proud Silver back prances and shouts To alert his ape community of approaching danger Where the Crocodile with its sinister grin Ominously way lays the unsuspecting prey. The land of the Elephant Shall be one who will be The beloved choice of the cosmic masters His hand shall bear mark of divine skill His head shall bear the crown of enlightenment His forehead shall emit a trail of shimmering light Which shall surround him in a vibrant violet aura That will dispel the darkness of ignorance Darkness that covered the yestertime world. He shall cross the threshold of cosmic consciousness Wit his physical vision veiled His kith and kin shall turn against him They shall dine and wine while whispering scandals Saying he has immersed himself fin diabolic folly But, as sure as sunlight follows night darkness He too shall rise to shine bright. The alienated shall turn back again and say We know him as of long time ago He is a spinner O true dreams He is a weaver of divine visions A true messenger of love ... They shall sing: For us a messenger of love is born To us a messenger of love is sent Let all heaven and earth sing! On who abides within the LOVE OF GOD is among us Through him shall shine the LOVE OF GOD for all creatures to see All creation shall sing with joy and thankfulness. Let the sounds of sweet voices ring Night and day to herald good tidings! |