Olumide Sowemimo

Like a Chaff, dry and scaly,

Blown from North to South
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To the farthest end of the Earth,

Where no man had ever sojourned,
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Descending from the firmament
Unlike the falling Star
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Twinkly like the stars, high above the skies;
Glows the Sparkle in your eyes;
Far away it is, like a flicker of a distance torch,
Yet I miss not the gleam in your eyes.
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Like a game of cards;
The hand that is dealt you represents determinism;
The way you play it is free will.
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As the morning dew departs
The Petals of the Garden react;
Winking at the rising Sun
Singing tunes of Praises to the
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A medida que el rocío de la mañana se va
Los Pétalos del Jardín reaccionan;
Guiñando el ojo al sol naciente
Cantando melodías de Alabanzas a los
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In the hushed grove where feelings bloom,
‎I found you—soft beneath love's loom.
‎Not rose nor thorn, not bloom nor flame,
‎But almond-shaped, and just the same.
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