Ambling along a marshy path

Listen.

Is it the trembling of reeds

Or my tremulous  thoughts

That ebb and flow with the incoming tide?

 

Look.

The sun glides behind the clouds

And I forge a trail ahead,

Or perhaps leave a path behind

 

Feel.

Ethereal emanations of the nyatiti

Ayub Ogada on a willing lyre

His voice soft with vulnerability

 

Know.

They predicted thunderstorms today

“kothbiro, kothbiro” he says

Speaking of the coming rain…

 

Understand.

“Auma, do you hear what I say

The rain is on it’s way

Return our cattle home”

 

And then again,

Ricocheting voices

From cattail to cattail in vain  hope

the wayward wind would stop to listen.

 


Walking along the Marsh discovery trail, Richard DeKorte Park, NJ, listening to Ayub Ogada on the Nyatiti Lyre, singing a traditional Dholuo (the language of the Luo people of Western Kenya. )  composition, ‘Kothbiro’,  which speaks about the coming  rain.