Dying without Warning!

Woefully, words fail me in times of Arroyo,
The emptiness of life crashed in like a Tsunami.

Leaving without warning; an Arroyo!
Sad. Very sad!
She has no right!

In this deep chasm
Hold hope like a chalice.
Hope load tomorrows’ chasm.

Dark as it seems, this abyss
Our love like rivers
Flows into your heart gorge.

Scared of the Arroyo?
Our pleas peg protective presence in the present.
Tomorrow hope rows you out of the gulf.

Faith falters in times of Arroyo
Faith must come alive in times of Arroyo
Hold on holding on hope.

When you falter in your Arroyo
Pray for the resilience of a troubadour.
When you have doubts in your arroyo
Remember, best did you before Arroyo.

We love and miss the little Angel gone
But when the sun rise tomorrow
Rise and float with it above the Arroyo.

Inaju R.
Ethiopia ‘07