I came to new country
To find my place at home
I saw many shaded faces
But this one stood out.
Like the nimble tip of a lit candle
Gentle like a feline purr
Like the unbroken surface of a pool
I hoped to sit on
That too would be a miracle.
My heart was rent around this time
But there was a promise of warmth
In the arms of the door
Soon to fade like chimney smokes.
Dreams are the preserve of the chosen
This flicker will glow on another brow and yet another
Till )teasefo) will find rest in the bosom of )d)fo).
Leave this one here on the wall beyond touch
So )kwantuni will pass this way and see
That the road of love is tortuous to the summit
But remember also that
Nkakra nkakra, abrewa b3foro b3p) akoduru soro.
Nana Asaase © 23/12/2011