Over rocks in darkness I stumble
Over rocks in darkness I stumble
To these mountains returning
With a deep heart weeping
To say these words again:
When like ravages of thunders
My life bangs against the rocks
Shattered limbs tearing asunder
In a world devastated
Devoid of solace
Dear God
Am still
The wonder
You delicately made
In your divine semblance.
May each bit fall in your gentle arms
Waiting in the sacred silence
Of peace unsurpassed
Where promises
Long made
Of peace
Everlasting
Come
Into
Being
In the
Silence
That lies
Beyond the
Transient transit
To eternal immortality.
John Wanjora
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