Michael Dale-Asiedu
Published on: 28th July 2016

Just when my horizon faded
A rainbow appeared to keep my cause aided
It is not how big my despair
Rather how big my hope

From shoal to shoal you offered your shoulder
When I had no sense of order
You appeared from yonder
You halted my wander

You planted a new seed
And caused the fields to be green again
And assured me they would forever be evergreen
Then I remembered all my dry seasons

Those seasons’ the clouds birthed its fury on the farmlands
Those seasons where the tubers felt as aliens in their mounds
Those times when the early morning dews deserted their pattern
They were not dreary seasons after all

For they all acted to fashion a time as this, evergreen
Evergreen once again, evergreen, the fields are evergreen.
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