Here I sat beneath the tree
With awe, I observed and pondered the verdant nature
meticulous yet modest, forebearing yet fulfilled
The consciousness embedded in every fragment
manifesting into this alluring creation
one
witness
fore bearing
testifying
faith in God and Christ
savings in grace
everyday
always
Faith
8/18/19
2019©
TO NARATUA
Do not refuse the invitation
Of a prince with a toiling heart
Many slung behind to witness
The tranfer of power between.
The white and the dark hands
My vegetable shall grow in your muse
Clapping their hands with smile
Naratua, thou, by my right hand shall
stand but none, I think you accept my
Offer to be my queen on that palatable day
When I shall smile my tongue out to have
A crown place on my forebearing head as
The King when our time is never devoured.
Naratua, the Wind Speak of you in clamour
While my heart languish in slowly "cos" you
Are far from its beat when it transpires gentily
Do not leave me Naratua, for my muse await thee.
(C) John chizoba vincent
hurray!
hurray!
hurray!,
the sound of
merriment
engulfs the
air,
sooner is
the day of
approach,
with all in
unison
accepting
the cause,
portraying
the gift of
perseverance,
as the pace
of time
evokes.
The night
soon fades,
erupting the
morning feel,
then the cry
of joy sets
in,
showing the
mystery of
child
bearing.
For she
discovers
pleasure in
the
upliftment
of hope,
her joy
comes
through the
overwhelming
brightness
of the day,
independently
she shakes
of despair
allowing
peace x-ray
her
thoughts.
Alas!she
sighs,
finding a
resting
place
to lay her
treasure,
of
cause,with a
smile the
offspring
tells of his
ordeal,
reflecting
the passion
behind his
forebearing.
Once again
she is
energized,
at the sight
of her child,
she beams
radiantly,
indeed her
prerogative
power gives
rise to her
pre-installed
hope.
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