your arms
to me,

Omo Yemoja

and I,
quite safely,

will carry you
across our water.

You long
for your home,

it is in your heart
and not lost.

Do my work here
and I will take you

It is mine too.
But you, I own

and together
we will write.

I am your memory,
your guide
and your sight.

See through my eyes

and blessed with success
and the things we love
you will be

My daughter,
own me.

– Camille Adams