Nature is the guardian of Africa. While the sun lights the African sky in day time, the moon begs the world to help her lighting Africa in the night

All shadows of clouds the sun cannot hide like the moon cannot stop oceanic tide;but a hidden star can still be smiling at night's black spell on darkness, beguiling

Eagle's flight of loneliness soars so high Around its sigh, no more alone the sky Other birds remain away, clouds pass byBetween shrouds of life and haze sun rays die

In the vast oceanic universe starfishes are the stars in the sky of the shore...

There’s nothing wrong in dreaming when you are awakeReality is brimming with hunger, love and acheThe sky is unsure why the arid moor feels bleakQuaking of earth to lure the narrowness of creekFrom the poem- Sprinkled

Where in the world would a star be without the love of the sky?

Stars are always dancing. Sometimes they dance twinkling away with the rhythm of your joyful heart and sometimes they dance without movement to embrace your heartache as if frozen sculptures of open-armed sadness.

Rain, Aren’t you my soul’s joyful tearsonly longing for the sky to be happy?

My heart can feel the softness of a starOnly when the moon stays afar I lay my mind on the pillow of skyWhere sleep dares not ever to pry