Tuesday, 23 July 2013


When the sun is all bright

All is going to be all right

Holding me with a might

Runs away every fright

A grip so tight

That even by the night

When gone is the light

Still at His sight

Assured me than a times eight

That He is going to fight

Yes, I know it’s all right

Wind though it blows

Mind never bows

Bound are the vows

Dried be the land, my sail still rows

Moistened not be the earth, my fountain still flows

Darkened be the days, heart still glows

Whispered that though sharp the claws

Sharpened are His, than mightiest paws

Awed, He has in daily dawns

Victored assurance by the trumpet blows

Anchored ship, in storm not sways

MUTHONI NYAGA

 

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