O SACCHARINE tree, I have come under your shade today like a worshiper, to admire your woven curves and rainbow face… I have come with news too! (I kneel on tender pebbles) gods and goddesses of Mfantsiman have come to worship you too. The early song bird sings of you to the anxious clouds that journey to our homestead from the Mesopotamia. The winds toss gossips of you into infinite space drums. Earth is revered by timber and thunder for capturing your footsteps on her belly. O eye of the moon, the night is bright dark when glee simmers in your socket. The heavens vouchsafe a smile. For how long shall this season of feast refuse a passage because of you? We are blessed indeed.
Posted on: Mon, 15 Jul 2013 10:43:56 +0000
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