Maybe I am lost, lost in the quiet Plantain forest Following a trail of leaves, to a place where I know not Maybe I am found, searching for my way to the top Walking hopefully to a place where better tree ropes drop * Maybe the path led to the dreaded Crocodile river Or to… Continue reading The Pathway
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The call of the Stream: tributary of the crocodile river
1. Now I stand before you, great stream You tributary of the crocodile river Flowing from the hills, where no man knows To our gardens, where beautiful roses grow 2. I stand before you, Gods own living sculpture Carved off dust and loam, points of rocks With fine white waters falling from your top As… Continue reading The call of the Stream: tributary of the crocodile river
