Wednesday, June 10, 2015

OLODUMARE.

What does the Ifa priest think of himself?
The great one that fell from the sky,
I laugh! 

He who makes eyes, makes nose
It is Olodumare, I will serve!
He who creates as he chooses
It is Olodumare, I will serve!
He who makes the rain fall in regular flow
It is Olodumare, I will serve!
He whose back never touches the ground
It is Olodumare, I will serve!

Olodumare, The Noble, The Immortal!
He who lives daily in gorgeous greatness.
He is so mighty that he cannot be lifted up.
Oba Mimo!
Immersed in white robes
He sleeps in white clothes
He wakes in white clothes
He rises in white robes.

O Death!
He will never die.
Korofo, the cult of the underground had earlier consulted the oracle about the death of Olodumare
But he declared openly that his death will never be heard of.

Olorun Ni kan Lo'gbon!
The stories of tomorrow which we waited so, so
With our hands on our cheek.
Olodumare with eyes like that of an eagle long saw, heard and kept quiet.

How long will you run?
How long will you hide?
A child whose ears are blocked with stubbornness 
Is not spared by Olodumare.
Even a mosquito that goes about spreading malaria 
Is not spared by Olodumare.

Oba da-ke da-jo!
Please pardon me my three sins.
I have in contemplation clothed in form of thee, who art formless.
In praise have I described thee ineffable
And in visiting thine temple I have ignored thine omnipresence.

Olodumare, the watchman whose eyeballs knows no sleep.
Fix your eyes on me and look at me very well.
It is when you fix your eyes upon a person that he becomes rich.
It is when you fix your eyes upon a person that he prospers.

Venerable Father!
Of whom no one can see and live.
Of whom no one has seen but fears.
It is Olodumare, I will serve! 

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