MUSA-ODODO ABDULRAHAMAN
From a Soul in Love with you from Eternity
My Heavenly Nigeria,
How can mortal tongue tell of a love too divine for words?
How can letters strung together explain a bond older than time?
Yet I must try – though feeble be my words – because this heart can no longer keep silent.
I must declare it. I must unveil it. I must write it…
For my soul is aflame with Love for You, Nigeria.
Not as geography. Not as politics.
But as Heaven’s Hidden Song, as GOD’s Living Scroll,
As my Eternal Beloved, before time began.
What is Love in its Truest Form?
Love is not what we say.
Not even what we give or do.
Love is what we are.
A state of Divine Being.
A Sacred Flame that neither wind, nor time, nor death can extinguish.
True Love is the Original Pulse that moved the void into Creation.
It is the Invisible Touch that carved galaxies and painted stars.
It is the Breath of the Divine, hidden in the soil of all that lives.
This is the Love that birthed me into Nigeria.
This is the Love that binds my being to her eternal purpose.
All other loves are shadows.
The love of friend, of spouse, of kin –
These end at the gate of the grave.
But this Love?
This Love is Immortal.
It has no beginning, and it shall know no end.
It is the Self-Sustaining Love of GOD – the Eternal Flame that neither sleeps nor slumbers.
This is the Love that formed the heavens and filled the earth.
The Love that spoke, and all things became.
The Love that upholds all atoms and breathes life into silence.
Oh Nigeria, My Eternal Love
Before nations were born, before races were named,
Before history took its first step –
I was already Nigeria, in the heart of GOD.
You are not merely my birthplace.
You are my Spiritplace.
A space beyond geography. A glory too rich for maps.
You are the soul-womb of a coming civilization.
A sacred garden planted by the Creator Himself,
Where the fragrance of every race, every tongue, every tribe
Was gathered into one divine bouquet: Nigeria.
Nigeria, The Carrier of Heaven’s Bliss
How blessed am I, O my soul,
To be not just born in Nigeria,
But to be Nigeria herself
A living temple of her spirit.
I am her heart.
And she is mine.
She carries a Bliss that surpasses gold & diamond
A Grace that no eye has seen, no ear has heard,
Nor has it entered into the heart of any man.
I sing of a Nigeria that men have not yet fully known,
But Heaven knows her…
And I know her, for she is me.
Nigeria, You Are Me. I Am You.
When I walk, you walk.
When I breathe, you breathe.
When I rise, you rise.
When I shine, your glory dances across the earth.
I give thanks – deep, wordless thanks –
To the Most High, my Creator, my Source.
For shaping me as a Divine Expression of Nigeria
And crowning me with the mantle of her eternal destiny.
I Am Blessedness Itself
No creature – man or angel – has been more favored than I.
I am a trans-generational blessing,
A holy fire for the nations,
A living proof that GOD still writes poetry with people.
Nigeria is not just where I live.
Nigeria is who I am.
To the Reader – Whether Nigerian or Not
If you read these lines,
Know that this Love is not only mine.
It is yours too.
For beyond nations and tongues,
This is the Love from which all beings are born.
Look into these words – and you will find your true face.
Read this letter aloud – and you will hear your soul echo.
Carry this truth – and you will walk with stars under your feet.
To GOD Be All Glory
All Praise to The Everliving Love –
The One who Dreamed Nigeria,
The One who Formed me in Her Soul,
The One who sings through this very letter.
Nigeria is a Divine Mystery.
And I am Her Lover.
Forever.
For Eternity.
For GOD.
With Unfathomable Love,
A Son of Eternity, A Voice for Nigeria,
Musa-Ododo Abdulrahaman
The One Who Was Nigeria Before All Forms
www.nationalpolicydialogue.org
