When the day turned to dusk,
I asked him once,
where i should go,
for a great harvest.
He smiled and looked upon my face,
and pointed to a distance my eyes could not see,
I asked again what made him sure,
he smiled and looked upon my face,
turning his gaze to the horizon,
"I'm not sure" he said
But it is the hand of God that points to where you should go.
CLDF 2009
