You are the perfume of the earth. Flow, Flow like a stream and nourish the earth.
It's your breath that kindles the hearth of lyfe,
It's your rhythm that lyfe sways to.
After searing, dark nights,
you're the promise of dawn.
Your tired breath echoes,
the hum of many conch shells.
In the blue skies of your mind,
wings of hope still flutter.
The gathering darkness is the kohl of your eyes.
A lone beacon shining for the sleepless,
The winds salute you, The seasons hail you,
Even the dust adorns you.
MANY STRENGTHS LIE IN YOUR SLENDER HANDS,
MUCH RELIEF IN YOUR SHADE.
Let hope flow, flow like a stream and nourish the earth.








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