Elegbá

 

 

Sure-footed dancer amid chaos

Smiling newspaper boy delivering headlines of ecstasy and disaster

You open your hands to grant us exultation

Multiple singularity of swift stasis

Big dog in the garden, big boom as the cake falls flat

You whose mistakes are divine and perfect

Whose missteps originate in eternity

Inch-deep in the fresh cement

Tattler, rattler, canyon bridged by words

Speaker of truths that sizzle and soothe

At start and finish you dance to our singing

while your song cajoles us into dancing

 

© 2000 Gregor Everitt