Sunday, August 31, 2008

There is a friend
Whose face is as round
As the whole world
He smiles like
A dawning day

He walks on water
When the times is right
To pluck me helpess
From the waves

His reflection stands
Time's acid test
His footsteps,
Africa's migrating herds
Reliable, unstopable

His touch
Is of a butterfly
Come to roost
Purring in your heart.

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