Ahhhh . . . Africa!

 

salt waves pummeling your beaches

high winds whipping up the sand

rainstorms thundering on tin roofs

sunbeams bouncing off flat land

 

bulbuls signalling the sunrise

lean dogs howling to the moon

bat calls beeping in the darkness

cattle moaning at high noon

 

hand plows scooping out a corn field

pestels pounding grain to flour

axes felling scrub and forests

hammers forging metal power

 

djembes tamping out the downbeat

thrumming ballophones at night

bare feet thumping round the circle

dancers clapping in delight

 

may your rivers know their Maker

may your mountains leap with glee

may your palm fronds wave in greeting

may your people finally see

 

that the love of the Creator

that the strong song of his Son

made the music they are singing

formed the land they dance upon

 

breathed the whirlwinds and the breezes

gave them pineapples to grow

welcomed death to give them freedom

sent his Word so they can know

 

that the One who holds the ocean

in the cupping of his hand

wants to make them his own children

wants to recreate their land

 

so that all the crops are healthy

so that war’s explosions cease

so that every single rhythm

births a canticle of peace

 

Ahhhh . . . Africa!

 

© Linnea Boese, 2012

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Comment by June Estelle Cash on March 14, 2012 at 9:23pm

Dear Linnea, I love your poem.   Ohhh ! may it indeed be true.   Oh that the Lord will move many to come to know Him.   That the support for the workers in the Harvest will be enough to do His Work, in His way, In His Will in His Time..and all for His glory.   It has been three years since I have been on Missions on the frontline - but that was due to illness in our lives ...I am back, and hope to keep in touch with you.   Count on my prayers.  In time past I prayed for your parents, and for you, now it is you and your dear husband.   I am now 78.   My husband Henry was ill too, and we are looking at your blog, and rejoicing that God has placed you there to serve Him.   Lovingly a little old lady named June Estelle and her husband Henry Cash.

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