May the falling Iroko tree never block your path,
May the lightening bolt never strike near you,
May the roaring thunder ward off evil from your path,
May the vulture and birds of prey never trail you,
May the tree stumps and bush creepers never cause you to stumble.

May your presence bring blessing to all who show you hospitality,
May forest trees shade you from the sun's blazing anger,
May gentle streams of water refresh you when you are thirsty,
May wild fruits nourish you when you feel the pangs of hunger,
When night falls, may fireflies light up your path and chirping crickets keep you company.

Agbonkhianmeghe E. Orobator in Theology Brewed in an African Pot