Africa Africa, Poetry and Love

Night Poem: Rhythm of Hope

I hear drums echo through the vast wilderness
I hear the wild dogs cry out in the early night
They cheer the retreating Day in the distance
Bright galaxies sweep above to show her a path

The drums remind me to play with words,
Nature is my song, a rhythm of hope for the world


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