In The Woods Poem by EZEKIEL HARUNA DANBAKI

Me stood
Hands akimbo
Eyes fixed in a trance
waving blades of grasses
Salute the river as it passes
Leaves sway and twirl
flaunting their intricate designs
'You know why? ' asked they of me
'The wind of adversity and the storm of sorrow has gone by way of hell to hibernate! '
Alass! they have found time to be glad
.
Darkness chameleons into light
When selfishness and greed sully their own name
When malevolence and pride feed a toxic poison into their veins
When grace and peace cast out adversities and hostilities
When difficult mounds are levelled with a mustard seed of faith
Love and goodwill find a cause to dance
Gyrating in disco ecstasy
A rythm of their making
.
Me stood in the woods
flock of birds clad in colourful regalia
flew passed me rehearsing carols to my ears not familiar
O' songs of freedom and joy
Only if they knew
Poetry also whistles in the woods
Dusk reverse to dawn
Eyes rekindle their vision
The dawn of a friendly morn
The morning of togetherness
The sun in silent flight weaves beams to the bearings below
Roses regain their scent
The tempest has swallowed its fumes
Love, peace, grace, freedom lock hands in a circle dance