by Noel Ihebuzor
Do you know you touched me when you did not mean to
Did you know you saved me when you were not looking
And because you were not looking
you failed to feel my heart leap at that moment of rescue
missed to see my soul drip with honey, my body come alive
and soft warm flows gently fill me my being
Do you know how deeply you touch me with your warm voice,
and how with the slight touch of your hands you speak to my despair
how and so often with your soft touch you stop my hard fall?
Do you know how much you soothe my soul
with your warm voice and the reassuring beams of your smiles?
Can I sing what you do ……
When you hear my silent sobs even when you seem not to be listening,
When you feel my unspoken words and decode their deep syntax
When you read my silent lips from across the distances
When with a single glance you read my pain and
with a soft touch share my grief
How warm your kind gestures must boom to the deaf woman
When with your soothing and tender touch you speak your care
And stroke her famished spirit and stimulate the eardrums of her soul
And rescue her from the loneliness of silence
How colourful and full of bloom your touch must shine to the blind dancer
as she surveys your kind face in the flow of your hands,
when the love in your soul that your touch speaks
fills her mind’s eye with pictures of beauty and bliss
and rescues her from the agonies of the dark,
How warm and welcoming your keen eyes must sing to the deaf mute
When they follow and read his every voice and their modulations
and share in the labours of his limping speech
your compassion lends and restores dignity
warm as cover cloth in the harmattan night
feel his sweet thank you song
in the moisture that crowds his grateful eyes
in his subdued shy smile which celebrates your attention
How you deeply you touch me when you speak my words,
when you speak soft words
and when you lend me your voice and speak for me
and speak for those without voice,
when you listen with care, when you care to listen,
Do you know how deeply you touch me
when you speak words that only the eyes of the heart can see
the eyes of the heart sees deep and clear
the ears of the heart hear even the softest footfalls of footless spirits….
Soft words touch hard
Gentle kindness holds fast and bond
Unreflecting and unselfish gestures strike deep
Human warmth oozes solidly
And multiplies, even when we know not
and even when we are not looking
and even when we mean not
look over there and see a bridge of rainbows
listen and hear the strains of soothing music
and see the angels dance and sway
all because with a gesture, with a thought, with a word
without talking, without thinking
you touch me, you touch others
and you link and connect
and love flows…and grows…and soars
and multiplies …and liberates the soul, the body and the mind
and the echoes of your silent actions sing loud and smell sweet,
rising higher to the clouds
did you know you touch me when you did not mean to?
Noel Ihebuzor This is a song of gratitude for all those who rescue others from despair, depression, sorrow and gloom by generous acts of acts of love…..often without knowing it.
6 thoughts on “A song for onye obi omam”
Gorgeous–simply gorgeous. Even though I am typing–I am speechless.
“Imela, ezigbo onye obi omam” this means thanks, my very kind one!
Tank u my dear. I really appreciate.
Wow. I absolutely love that last line. It was as if it was spoken to me directly. The awesome power of words. Well done sir.
Thanks, Ese. So happy the poem spoke to you!
This is beautiful…thanks so much for pointing me to this…this is just beautiful