Over us so constant
The Almighty watches
As we stroll the path of life...

And some day fly,
Again in freedom,
Like a jolly bird
Ascending the ethers.

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The Humble
Traveler by Oliver Mbamara, Esq., |
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THE HUMBLE
TRAVELER
And there is a traveler
Who does his destination know
Moment by moment
Like step by step,
He lives his journey
Slowly but surely steadily,
His pace, tells of no hurry
His countenance carries no cries
And his demeanor depicts no pain.
His lifestyle follows no lavishness,
Yet he radiates an inner radiance
Clothed by a touching humility.
He has met some flops and hops,
And through jars and jolts and jounces too,
By leaps and bounds and bumps and bounces
But it's all afoot in the ride and rhythm
A gait, a pace, a dance of life
And the humble traveler journeys on.
CJ Oliver Mbamara
© 2002
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