The skies shed of the dark, Africa cheers, the birds beat their wings and the sun grows beyond the horizon.
A new day, with a name inscribed in the precious august winds of sunrise, a memory in the promise of the sun's rays and the sweet melodies of the busy birds.
Another milestone in a long journey called life, shall we pause for a while and say Happy Birthday John!
By Webby Phiri
Lusaka, Zambia
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
Dare to dream
Candle in dark dusk
Scroll lie on the desk
Ink in the hand, stuck
The writer now busks
Seemingly awestruck!
Staring at the blank page before me
Reminiscing good times miles away
Miles away yet only hours away
Hours away, yet near anyday
God has been gracious unto my soul;
Looking skywards, I could reach my goals
Wings that carried me across the Nile ,
One cold evening in Nairobi,
I was blessed to see a friend smile
Such a pleasant smile reminding me of what I can be and all that I can do!
Scroll lie on the desk
Ink in the hand, stuck
The writer now busks
Seemingly awestruck!
Staring at the blank page before me
Reminiscing good times miles away
Miles away yet only hours away
Hours away, yet near anyday
God has been gracious unto my soul;
Looking skywards, I could reach my goals
Wings that carried me across the Nile ,
One cold evening in Nairobi,
I was blessed to see a friend smile
Such a pleasant smile reminding me of what I can be and all that I can do!
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