Watching The Waters (For Clyde Tooman) Poem by Orike Didi
Watching The Waters (For Clyde Tooman)
We watch the waters go past
Distilled by waves
And dance to an unknown song
From the constellations-
Who knows which spectator will dance last
on the fresh shore,
Work boots strapped to sore feet?
For I who was a witness to holiness,
What will I do than to pour out rivers?
As we sail to a new location,
With feet sucked sore by boots.
26/Dec/2004
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