Sunset at Kubu Island. I sense time and universe expand From horizons clear wherever I stand Salt crust icing across the pan The silence dwarfs this mortal man. With awe-inspiring desert all round Where every mountain has been ground down As time has weathered to grains of sand The wind and rain rocks cant withstand. I feel the power of lonesomeness No worldly goods of uselessness My wounded soul gains time to mend By each glowing rock I now call friend. Alone, Im embraced by a vast crowd Of granite soldiers standing proud And baobab sentinels on guard As Sol begins his march upward. I see the birth of this glorious day Where once a green island lay In brackish waters of an inland bay That time has long since washed away. Where ancient lake has long been drained Re-born each year with seasons rain The migratory fowl remain A mere short months to lay again. I hear the voice of this desert-scape As eerie silence resonates, A refuge where my soul escapes For Nature to rejuvenate. I release my mind to its free rein To walk where ancient spirits remain Never more aware of lifes refrain And become as one with this terrain. Kubu Island Makgadikgadi Pans Botswana.
Posted on: Fri, 28 Nov 2014 05:39:53 +0000
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