I lent my heart to the finest breeze,
Sat my soul upon the stillness of its
wings,
And wandered far and wide-
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I find my unconscious expression in your poem. It is really a lamentation full of optimism. Thanks for sharing.
....Grieved, i broke into low-footed orisons, 'Weep not dear Africa! , Our destination is a coast inside the horizon Where the new sun sleeps With the cure for our keening soil'. Deep! thanks for sharing Abubakar Abdulkadir