In the whispers of the night, under a starlit sky,
There lies a world of stories yet untold.
I cast my gaze upon the horizon high,
Beyond the reach of what my eyes behold,
I imagine a world bathed in hues unknown,
Where people dance upon the winds of change
And hearts are free and love has grown,
Embracing diversity, never to estrange.
I envision gardens blooming, lush and green.
A sacred haven, for all creatures to grace,
Whispering secrets that only flowers have seen.
A harmonious symphony of nature’s embrace.
With every step we take into the unknown,
Our future is a canvas ready to be filled
We plant the seeds of dreams that have grown,
With love, joy, and dreams yet unfulfilled.
MARYANN BOSAH 