The presence of breeze
is announced by close leaves
on a giant tree
II
Their strength of closeness
tell others the presence of intruders
and praise those who bless
III
What rings a bell
on a bald tree?
Nothing!
So like many siblings of leaves
on a great tree,
let’s entertain one another
Until horror winds or age dryness
bring us down or bury us
in strange soils
And if a higher thirst craves for us,
so be it
After all, the tree will eventually fall
When the land gets tired
and decides to turn
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
Mum Cee 