The River Tribe

The River Tribe

Stretched out along the river

Where slim reeds kissed the bank

Fair fine tents of blue striped joy

Lined the water’s length

The dwellers there were nomads

They journeyed from afar

With young ones in their bosoms

They dreamt under the stars

And when the new dawn blooming

Shimmered in the streams

They cupped the crystal waters

Drinking long and deep

Morning’s songstrels dancing played

Elders taught the youth the art

Of weaving ancient legend tales

Lyrically upon the harp

Afteroon glades sleepy ease

Stirred by whistling archery

Maidens young and milky youths

Long bows curved and arrows knew

Menfolk fished with breezy lines

Ladies stirred the pot

Chatting o’er their simple feasts

One tribe together supped

And as the evening settled

Into starry night

The fathers drew their children near

Neath glowing silver light

They spoke of kings and love and war

Of mighty men and more

Of noble women and their deeds

And of One still grander yet than these

They spoke of ancient fathers

Their wisdom and their age

Faithfully taught young, tender hearts

Secrets of the Sage

Trusted these young, tender hearts

To turn the final Page

Entrusted to their future seed

The sealing of our Faith

©NnekaEdwards2004