Mosi Mustapha Gomina

The Dirge Of An Owl - Poem by Mosi Mustapha Gomina

You always smiled while alighting Heaven;
Alongside wild clouds of the horizon;
You would foster the children of the seas;
And clothe with light, oats, beans, barley and peas.

Even though your frail tears could not be seen;
They touched every white, red, yellow and green;
For even the wailing rains that flutter;
Cannot echo the soft words you utter.

It is you that wields the firm wheels of Time;
You curl the lilies and parade the vines;
Thus, with your bright skin, the shy day is made;
For before your swift eyes, the Earth was laid.

Why you tarry this dawn, I do not know;
But with wings adrift and my eyes aglow;
I, the guard of night and friend of you, Sun;
Will breathe upon your promise to return.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 28, 2012

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