I looked up at the scattered sky with swimming cloud flakes

I saw the hung ocean with its blue rivets and silvery glaciers

I admire the flying fish gliding above its linear waves

Indeed there is wisdom hidden within the deep in the sky.

How I wish I sleep with summer and wake with spring

How I wish I can climb the tower of babel to touch the sky

Indeed, the green grass seduces me to lie and take a rest

Only the beasts can enjoy the tickling of its prickling blade

Only the leaves can dance to the rhythm of the wind

Whether from the west or even from the sunny east

Rest is never for the leaves for they must continually dance

To the beats of the winds with its numerous silent chants

Whether  they dance in slow synchronisation or in rapid reluctance

Dance they must to the silent sound of the magic wind

And from the sky to the ground even to the hanging vaccum

Such is the way of life the way of earth and its nature

So rich and so common like the cockcrow to every clime. 

(c) Jude Adebosoye Ogunade  - Ivory Coast, 1999