Poetry is spiritual: the mutual or perhaps the obviously shared realm of alertness (that point where the poet is completely caught up, beyond the mundane, into an elevated consciousness) strikes a remarkable connection between poetry and spirituality. When this fusion is powerfully harnessed, spiritual poetry is etched. By spiritual poetry, the human consciousness is tripled to give life and purpose even to the tiniest of events or experiences— a reawakening is rekindled.
This is what Olajuwon’s Beyond Our Dreams has come to achieve and achieved: a serve of poetry in all its aesthetical precision, divinely dished.
The inspirations behind the 20 poems in this collection stir the mind of the believer, bringing him to a spiritual consciousness and that intent desire to ascend to the very heart of the Supreme Being, God.
The poet, witnessing through the eyes of a bird in the “Market Square of Life”, reflects on the pronounced “Transience” of this world and the vanities men are killing themselves for. That “Beyond our Dreams”: our commitment to pursue and achieve; our being consumed by worldly engagements, there is an urgent need to think about life after death. Death is the end of everything, it is what is to come, but then after death, what next?
The poems do not deny helplessness: human weaknesses and the contentions abound. Little wonder, the genuineness of the cry in “This Soul won’t land in Sheol.”
In addition, the poems capture the bright light of hope and the love of the Father for every soul to be saved. That even though, we are “Strayed” and “She has lost her beauty” which symbolize our fall into errors, lust and energetic covetousness; that even though in ignorance, we open our souls to the “Devil that fought your Dad”, God’s arms are always open to embrace us back to him. The “Lost Soul” is found.
His arms are around us and by this; we can see the bright light of hope in “Poetry in times of Corona”. We can always feel his present help though “Papa’s demise” has left us choked with responsibilities while we are flanked by vain promises of friends and families.
There is salvation for our souls too. We come to an acknowledgement in “Homecoming”, we come to a rededication. We are moved to confess in “My Bible Vs My book”, where we begin to see the word of God as a roadmap to knowing the character of God, and to coming into recognition of our worth as a believer: our god-character in “a god fathered by God”. In this awareness, we are revealed, under God, our faith rekindled and with great grace and power we fling “The ancient door” open, ushering us into a new dimension and experience of Godlikeness and servitude. We take caution in “Plunge not down the ocean”, working out our faith in all carefulness, as the Bible rightly puts it, in trembling and fear.
Olajuwon does not spare the “Oddities of religious folks” in his poetic winnowing; he condemns the prevalent filthiness of righteousness. He is moved by a strong desire that all come into the business of reconciliation with the Maker. To the realm where God can be proud of us and say, “I see a changed man”.
“ATÉWÓLARÁ” is a fine departure, it reemphasizes, in a spiritual light, that there is a reward for our labour of love, that God is not unjust. Suffice to say, it is also a nudge to not be weary in our wait; in doing good; in our commitment to the service of God; that in the midst of recent happenings in the world today: the kidnapping, the wars, the outbreak of pandemics, the celebration of wickedness and the like, which are harbingers of the second coming of the Lord, we should continue to “Hold the forth.”
Olajuwon is a conscious observer, a good poet at that. There is something remarkable behind his use of language, especially the way he is able to fuse seamlessly classical and contemporary poetic elements in his artistry and spiritually- inspired deliveries.