Wednesday, July 6, 2011

have a good night sleep

A good night poem to my Africa

Its is night in Africa
The moon has changed places with the sun
Light is now dark
Hot is now cold.
It's quiet.. a silence so bold
We are waiting.. for that something to unfold.
A drawing of shadow in the dark.
Majestically moving without a single spark.
It's approaching
It's getting close
And that was when every movement in my body froze.
A natures moment is now and i believe that nothing is greater and that there can't be anything more..
But that is when the lions start to roar.

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