A burning desire to capture and bottle the passing breeze; to articulate the unspoken; to describe the seasons of the coming waves; to dress the scents of the hidden encounters; to perpetuate the dying drama; and to warn of the approaching fury of the unknown. On this adventure, you are invited to share with me, my cup of tea.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Africa:Ours, Yours, Mine
A.F.R.I.C.A . . .
Favoured with potential
Enamelled with rugged credential
Blessed with nature
She rises to nurture
Perfumed with pearly sunshine
All rises to the emerging valentine
Wild wind in her sail
Step not on her tail
Test not her ruthless aptitude
Beware the abiding fortitude
Her irresistible lure
The controversial allure
Timeless
Tameless
Mother of all
We love you
Africa
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2 comments:
Nice and inspiring. You know, sometimes, I almost give up..
How are the holidays going for you?
Thanks MW.
The holidays are pretty bland.
Having said that I will need to make up my mind to enjoy the festive season.
Whatever you do, giving up should not be an option. Remember you are more than a conqueror!
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