Birgitta Heikka


The Barefoot Prophet On The Beach - Poem by Birgitta Heikka

The yawning sky accompanies
the cries and the beating bell
of the barefoot prophet.

Wavering like the wind,
a strange specter in the horizon
adorned in a white robe flowing.

'Repent of your sins
for near is the end! '

His wails, the waves
bear though barred windows
rousing sinners from slumber deep.

They sneer at the seer
who daily tramps on their repose
with his ravings.

But the *Celestial steers not
the sluggish sand, trudging
his feet bare; his mission clear.

*A member of the Celestial Church in Nigeria. Members who are known for short as the 'Celes' believe that the beach is a holy place of worship.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

*A member of the Celestial Church in Nigeria. Members who are known for short as the 'Celes' believe that the beach is a holy place of worship.

Comments about The Barefoot Prophet On The Beach by Birgitta Heikka

  • Gold Star - 37,749 Points Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (4/23/2015 3:01:00 AM)

    yes beach is holy place
    from where originates sea
    raising waves to wash our sins,
    such scen3 is never seen (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 12,028 Points Kelly Kurt (3/20/2015 3:04:00 PM)

    An interesting piece. Thank you for sharing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 1, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, March 9, 2015


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