I have seen clouds cry
breathe and burn
I have seen hills sway and move
with the radiance of the morning sun
...
Virgin heart, lollipop eyes innocent like the daughter of a reV
Idol nipples, you make no thing happier than I
Venom, for you any I'll hastily take-cuz am stupidly in luV
I, though never understand what kind of a name is GavunjI
...
Sing, Chebuchechet, daughter of the highlands
for your charming laughter
quenches the thirsty Pokot grasS.
...
From My Balcony By The Lake
I have seen clouds cry
breathe and burn
I have seen hills sway and move
with the radiance of the morning sun
I have seen the lake sigh
and release in a calm wind
the free souls of
dead fish
I have seen
blown into my awed eyes
the thick smell of sweat from an old tiring
lake I have seen blinding thunder
gods different from mine
dancing in a flooding sky
to the sound of lightining
as Nyasaye fattens the land
I have seen two trees older than time
laugh and hug
and make love and whisper
to make beautiful canopies to beat the cold
I have seen the road that stretches from
the ocean
and empties to the tired lake
I can see a hill and through it
a rail less travelled
Two doors from mine
I have seen love
Up from the balcony
Of my house
By the Lake.