THE HARDS MAN'S EXTOLS.

I would sit on you  while watching the cattle with their corybantic appetite take you one by one. For me I found pleasure in my cows especially when they finally lay in the shade and  in unison munch whatever it was in between their  jaws with satisfaction.  

In our cordial  relationship I knew very  little of the  language you spoke  with the cows  in the grazing filed but it was almost every evening in the milking shade that  "Chepsitiey"and "Koroit " would speak to me in the language I understand . what has remained in my heart since then is  Chepsityei's extols  about you.

Today Iam full of  praises  knowing that it is you  that got me to where Iam.As an herds boy for  a decade and  for the tender years  in the grazing fields with you I can say a lot about you.     

Today I am marvel at you  grass, your  resilience,beauty,Courage, benevolence and magnanimity. You leave  me mesmerized .You see, you feed the  cows,the  sheep and the Donkeys and all that comes to you but you'll  never be  exhausted. When you become short you  grow again and again.
 
Everyone  loves the  beautiful you  give to their  gardens,beauty that it invites many  to lie on you ,so tenderly soft that they come to take  a nap.

Not even the  sickle will deter your  growth, you will grow beyond your previous predicaments  with the sickle or the  wild fire. You will grow  indiscriminately and cover the ground benevolently.  

Grass ,you face  every day with courage, you courageously face the hailstones,the donkey's hooves and the scorching sun . You may wilt during the day but the night awaits with the beauty of the moon. The morning anticipates you with the dew that  make you wet and fresh.

If only I learned the secrete  of your magnanimity, your source of continuity and generosity  I would make myself like you, to spread kindness and love throughout the plains to the end of the earth . I would have learned the art of resilience that in every day I face,I get renewed  and rejuvenated  

I would at the beginning of every year  like this gather courage enough to face the upsets of life albeit  the many Promises every  tomorrow  holds for me.