Africa art Poetry

July 2022: New Month Muse

Free and fresh as air are we
Those who live where Nature sport
Waterfalls dabble same rhythm this morn
Mother Nature wash her garments in the steam

To cloudy dawn is a pleasant song
Vocalized by a multitude of birds,
Playful monkeys or lazy reptiles
Beneath this serpentine woodland
To peaks overlooking the vales
The path may be lost in thick fog
But in no time, winds will disperse
And carry good tiding to forest folk


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