Remember. - Poem by peter adeleke
The norm of the sky, the hue of the day,
When the morning wakens with summer's ray,
O remember, the fireflies' silvery light;
And the clement snowflakes on winter's night.
Remember the awe of the deep blue seas,
And the coolness of a light passing breeze;
Up 'mong the field of yellow-twinkling sheaves,
And green-coated meadow of cluster leaves.
Remember the thinning mists from heaven,
Soft and tender like the breath of even;
And the tall spreading trees in the greenwood,
With bright new flowers in gold silken plume.
Remember the pine, lofty tamarind,
That dances to the rhythm of the wind,
And the stunning of the circling rainbow;
In the parting clouds, with cooling shadow.
Remember the mangrove, sundry almonds,
Sapphires, ruby-eyes and moon diamonds;
And sullen breeze that weaves across the sea,
When the water wade, like a stone on scree.
Remember, O remember the times, days,
And season of crystal falling haze;
When drifts fold on the host of daffodils,
And upon the rolling springs and green-hills.
The storm wafts, slow-rounding upon the sky,
Of starry-decked and splendid glint on high;
And the plain of the wide-stream, mountain dew,
That shrouds the fair-beauty of the sky blue.
O remember the tapping of the rain
In May; when clump of lilies, bunch of grapes,
And muster-lavender in pink-coned shapes;
Sprout-out a new bud on earth's spreading plain.
O remember the wood-wind soften lute,
And the wooing lilt of a riddle
O remember the nightingale's soft croon;
Underneath the light of the lying moon.
And the stripes on the silver-lined rivers,
When a tender drizzle drops and spatters;
Remember the thorns that wreathes a speedwell,
And the white-shining pearls over the dell.
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