Cypress Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Cypress
I am in a field full of lentils and,
Of the sword frozen in your hands after your grip;
But war is still in the Valley of Raphaim,
And i will lay my mind in the stronghold of your love.
Let me draw water from your river of love my sweet Cypress,
For your fortified cities are with walls, gates and bars;
And you have distinguished yourself among the lot!
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