I love autumn mornings out here!
With little cool breezes
Whose footsteps are heard in the dampish atmosphere.
Like little first baby strides
Staggering from the mighty spews from the Mosi Oa Tunya waters,
A reminder of the impeding winter chills.
The sun rises with a respectful tilt and sheepish smile,
Peeping from behind the dark skirts of the local Mosi Oa Tunya cloud
Seemingly snooping on a troop of baboons having a solemn morning brief.
Suddenly everything seems relaxed around here!
9 March 2021
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ummm.....a lovely poem. I wish i could afford a trip to the falls. We would meet up and argue about religion and write beautiful poems under the Mosi oa tunya.