The Muse

(An International Journal of Poetry)

Volume-1                                              december-2011                                                    Number-2

 

 

 

 


Face Of The Rising Sun

                                                  by Kufre Udeme

Face of the rising sun
When I think of you
My spirit becomes low and tender
My humble heart grows fonder
Your thought is a torch to my soul
So I love to think of you
When light is in the sky
So I love to dream of you
When darkness is upon the earth
You are the flower that glows my heart
So let the wind of my thought
Blow you to me from the strange land
So that your absent
Will cease to be a thing of the present.

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