Edward Kofi Louis
The Stars And The Moon - Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Sitting down on a bench outside my residence,
I could see the stars far away in heaven;
And, it seems to me like,
The stars are spelling out my name.
Over here in Africa,
I keep on wondering about the nature of things;
The very patterns of the Creator's mind which,
Is yet to be understood by many!
At times, it is very easy to see the stars up there,
But, at times as well, there are no stars at all! !
How far are they, if i may ask?
How big are they, viewing from my compound?
This makes me wonder about the stars at night.
Why has it taken us such a longer time to understand your muse?
We still do not understand many of your wonders;
Are we clever to see or, too blind to see?
I don't understand some of your myths as well.
Of the stars and the moon,
Like the mystic cloud of the air;
With the delight of the realms of love to write this poem.
There are days that i could see the stars,
But, the Moon takes over at times;
Of the very moon-light that helps us in the village,
The very time to gather around by the fire side!
And to listen to stories and folklore tales.
Tales by the moon-light as the saying goes! !
The 'Kwaku Ananse' stories and,
That of 'Mr. Tortoise's' stories from our Elders.
Sitting down outside on a bench in Africa,
I could see the stars spell out my name;
Oh, lovely Stars of my heart!
My candle is yet to burn out;
But, at times, i do see the moon around as well with you.
My state of heart is for you oh Moon!
My state of mind is for you oh stars!
One day, i will visit you up there.
Directional moon to my soul,
Musical stars to my heart,
How is the state of your hospitality out there?
For, i could see you up high when, looking up;
With the wondering of my mind.
Oh, the Stars and the Moon out there!
Greetings from me to you all in peace.
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