Sometimes it’s hard to stop a rolling stone, but whenever it may roll, it always seems to find its way back home. Brett Boyett
Home Forever
Dear motherland, I am proud to call you my home. I am reminded of sunset; it shows that it ends where it begins. From tree branches in the hilly countryside, I see the land’s shadows retreat with the setting sun. As the sun moves away, the shadows of trees and shrubs fall on the ground, the timid sky blocked by passing gray clouds, and day becomes a shadow of itself. Such a beautiful landscape and sight I would give anything to see every day.
Dancing figures of butterflies and fireflies contrast with day and light. Light, dark. Sunlight, moonshine. Beautiful wings spread over this damp earth my ancestors walked and tilled.
Everything feels magical when I think of you, Africa. I truly love you.
Beautiful Land
My beautiful home sits atop those ancient, majestic hills and extends across fertile green valleys. A land shaped by Providence itself, blending the simplicity of the forest with the sophistication of human civilization. When the cold hands of night descend, the beauty is revealed and seen through mist and moonlight. If you must know, you will wait for the moon. When the moon appears, she wears white. It casts her light over the great land and the vast wilderness. Forces of light and darkness may battle. I ponder the courage of those who walk the night, but also the strange fireflies that fly in groups and glitter randomly. Their light adds to the night’s beauty, which words cannot quite describe. Then I think even more, fearing for the future of this beautiful land and its people.
I wonder…
I wonder, oh Africa, how much gold you are worth and yet fall into the wicked hands of poverty. I wonder how you love, and in return, you are hated. I wonder why there’s so much, yet so little to go around. I wonder if I’ll ever grow out of this love I have for you. I wonder if I can maintain this loving mindset for man and nature forever. But how long should your children wait to become great again?
