Fly Away Poem by Moses Ocharo

These nests were ours
Whence we shared our love
These waterfalls, these showers
Blesséd from up above
These tree-tops, these flowers
Of red, of yellow, of mauve
Our times had no hours
Our days and nights didn't move
The sky our tryst, the air our covers
And the whole wide world danced our groove.

But now as you fly away
Lonely, for I can't with a wounded wing
Go see the new lands far away
Where lights dance, and winds sing
I'll lull my heart all day
And mute my soul to everything
But cry not my love, this I pray
For I won't forget a thing
For I wilt find a way
To rejoin this our being.