A tree stands at the centre of flood, the only thing standing on our land, overthrown by flood. I long to see that stump on which we used to sit, after the farm’s work. That fire place, where we…
They came with their rod and showed us signs that they were God sent. Laden with the merciful mantle to lead us to our own promised land; they showed us signs in your name and immerse our minds in wonders.…