Table Mountain Poem by Stella Sisanda Qishi

I cast my eyes over this comely landscape
To closely perceive the historical beauty of the mountain
She’s gorgeously dredged with leafy trees almost fastidiously assembled
And a mass of stones overlapping
She poises there pinioned by the beautiful Mother City
Together with the cheering voices of the renowned
And the simple plebs
Flaunting her limpid waters that silently giggle, constantly.
They furtively unclimb from her broad shoulders
In this hazy view to endear themselves with the thirsty grounds of Cape Town
So it recurs forever and ever with the intake of air
Whilst the quiet gullies secretly replenish the ocean
Observing this fascinating view so heavenly resplendent
In my heart there’s no time for discontent