Winter died when summer came but the trees are yet to recover
Autum arrived, the colors changed, soon the leaves descended
Harmattan in a distant place and yet , on me, the dust descended
Dancing in mud yet praying for rain to wash away the dirt
Rainbow in the sky , it disappeared and still I chase its shadow
Floating on dreams, swimming in hope and hanging on to faith
Every season demands of me, maleable like an amoeba when will I find my constant
I am bending and breaking, swaying and praying, desperately in need of respite
Finding my place in the world as I watch it go by
Preparing for another season and reverently seeking a reason
©Nina Fabunmi
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