A circular white eye, <br />Stares at me aloof a stygian sky, <br />Arrayed in love and tranquillity <br />I see anew your white silhouette, <br />A full smile at our somber soil, <br />Reminds me of our stolen days, <br />Days that cannot be redeemed <br />Days full of blackness and folk ways <br /> <br />Etor, ekor, Osiwey, <br />Those were our sisters' pastime <br />Abu sie, abu sie... <br />That was my mother's lullaby <br />And under your rain of helless ray, <br />Young ears would sit in circle at evenings, <br />Attached to the sweet breath of old lips, <br />And you are our lantern to see: <br />How they move myths and fables, <br />But you would leave too soon, <br />And we would wait and wait, <br />To see you 'gain full moon.<br /><br />Rex mayor Ubini<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/full-moon-58/
