The frame raps the asphalt
The rhythm ropes in serrated emotions
Winding midst tended arable
Sprawling auburn caking fallow
Spent and dreary in wait
For the nod of a heeding cloud
Descending into the river bowl
A fleeting repose at the threshold
A frontier dais of river flows
Ascending effortless
Disintegrating the nerve
Past where for eons once stood
A wealth in canopy and wood
Profuse ruffian hand shakes
Paves way to counsel over corn meal cake
Proof of a homely abundance
A sturdy lone ray
Traces a course past the iron roof
To pay homage, to honor
A too long, lost sojourner
Odor of fresh cattle dung
Brings me back to earth's feet
Midday sun looking down to greet
Petite yellow bright visages
A temeritous taunt of defiance
A spirited unfettered fluorescence
Boulders clinging to the hillside
Like obstinate mites on a cow hide
Like departed souls, prostrate
In perpetual immutable banter
Watching by, days saunter
The sun drapes atop, a crown
An anointing royal verdant sheen
Trees basking in balmy receding rays
A rainbow haloes the expanse
A portal to seventh heaven
And I bathe in the awesome wonder
Of the sublime, the idyllic
And when once more, dark
Hovers resolute over land
I leave my heart behind
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