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Where did the light go unto could it be that there was a
cloud so enveloping

That the earth went dark and yet there it was

Little and big Fireflies lighting up and the parrots
searching for their fruits

While the tiger felt hungry waiting for game

The women were sitting around the fire by lighting the
leaves and twigs there has

Been a birth a girl unto the world and

The Old Woman was mumbling a song while the younger
ones were enquiring the details

When the Chief arrived to inform

The child is lucky for all of us there has been a decree

Every one will receive rice from granaries as the year has
seen surplus

Cackles of laughter joy and Astonishment in Times of
Drought

No one has heard of Granaries being opened for the
Gentry

The mist cleared for a while and then got thicker

The Old man he took his pipe shared tobacco with three
others

While the village waiting

For rains the mist promised one but will it

It did not but the Hailstorm hit them unawares

Hurried activities the animals huddled and moved to a
barn

There was this summer cold that caught the woman

Who delivered the midwife scolding her of smoking

There in a piece of soiled cloth but bright enough

To make the Little one be seen clearly with its eyes

Closed the woman was Smiling

The Head of family had gone in search of fodder and got
caught

In the Hailstorm

And the Daughter of Light was born

Under a good sign a sign of Hope