Tuesday, February 1, 2011

MOMENTS OF SOBER REFLECTION 4

MY SALUTE TO THE 'WLI'

In vertical waves the Wli comes down,
Chanting its unending chorus, together with the bats,
Snoozing in the crevices.

The ripples make for the pebbled shore,
Only to be replaced by others.
To the right, the water finds an escape,
Snaking its way through the canopied forest,
To bring its tribute to the mighty Volta.

With crystal conscience, the pool shows its entrails,
The eternal shower sprays life.

Furthermost above West Africa,
From a little crevice in Afadjato,
Does the virgin find her strength.

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