Jacques Sprenkie Mateya

(September / Dennilton)

a new calf


Just before dawn
When buffalo go to drink
Life was about to awoke
Stars weird bright and hard

i heard a wind in thorn tree
Growling of the lion
He did not afraid
Moves amongst cattle's
Recognizing the shape of everyone in darkness
Wind blew a moon like silver bubble
Across the sky

Call each and every by it name
It show down
A calf have been born
Knelt by its side
Caressing its wet coat
Talking gently to it
Its color is ebony
Fore-head mark like summer cloud
It a beautiful calf labeled

Shish! Now Mount is December
Then the sky is pale
It will be a calf
Of December sky
Time of its born

Submitted: Wednesday, June 20, 2012

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