My first breathe,
Coupled with my first tears.
That caused my mother's fears
to be Transformed to joy.
My first cry,
That brought about jubilation,
and words of congratulations
To my joyous relations.
My arrival into Cosmos,
Which only the great monarch understood,
Brought joy into the heart of many.
But only few could comprehend.
Only few could comprehend,
the excess of my birth.
Only few could understand,
Why I had to come out that day, at that time, in that place.
As my eyes began to see light.
And my leg began to tread on that path of the ancient.
It became clear that I did not just come.
It became clear that I'm here for a purpose.
If I must keep the smile and joy,
that emerged on the day of my birth.
If I must sustain the jubilation that many people made on my arrival,
then I must get to work it out.
Then I must keep my eyes off the cares and pleasure of this world and keep my gaze.
Then I must speak to my whole body to work in consonance with my spirit to focus on the race.
Then I must make my spirit come alive to all that the great monarch has written concerning me.
Then I must live the life of he that has sent me here.
My life is a mystery,
that only the one who made, and is making me, can unravel.
So I live my life waiting on him,
to unravel this mystery that men call ORACLE VICTOR to the world!
I am a Mystery waiting to be unraveled!
#Victor Balogun
©Oracle Victor.
