Tree Of Life Poem by Gideon Eze

Let's go a stretch
Thou lover of life
To know from the tree of life
How long it has lived.

Let's go embrace the mighty Baobab
With our uneven fingers
Till there's no wood to gird;
And get lost in the mirth and ‘light
Of our dust, play;
And while the gay wind toss
Our skirts and shorts up and down,
We'll bother less to care
Of our nakedness
'cause the butt of the tree
Hangs up there!
Hence,
There'll be no more secret
To give us shame.

Let's go a stretch
Thou coy and lost at heart;
To the stretching arms of the Baobab
And there our hunger and temper;
Pride and strange'ness shall dissolve
In the settling dust,
Where straight and bend shadows meet.

Let's go a stretch on Baobab,
The tree that thinks of heaven.
It's sacred serenity shall
Our laden heart cleanse,
With the breeze from the sanctity of heaven;
And fill us with the elixir
Of the Baobab, the tree of Life,
And we think of heaven all day.