Near to the river in the early morning haze
while in the veldt the antelope did nearby graze
some wild bees did hum and some hornbills did scream
when I found the coral-tree with its bright red flowers ablaze
and picture perfect was the sight of that tree with its flowers aflame
when at that moment a more beautiful thing I could not name
as if in a dream at a secret place in the Garden of Eden it did feel
while nearer and nearer some of the gazelles came.
© Gert Strydom
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