Under an african sky
Walks a boy who grew into a man
And a girl who grew into a woman
Dark as the same sky at night.
They walked under the same sky, led opposite lives oblivious of one another
yet connected by the watchful eyes in the sky.
The sky worked its magic pulling them together.
They learned of each other
they danced in the moonlight
romanced under starlight
worked under daylight,
until one day they made love
on a bed of grass greener than green
covered by a blanket of the dark night sky.
The sky witnessed the union, was priest at the wedding
and sealed it with a blessing of rain.
It watched as they struggled to make a nest for themselves,
their babies were born under this sky,
grew up and became people in their own right.
While the two, they grew old and grey
they still walked and held hands when the moon was full
and they still did dance under the moonlight,
still looked at each other and saw what they first saw in each other
under the starlight.
Then one day they lay down
side by side never to leave each others side
looking up at their constant companion through this journey
laid to rest under the same African sky.