diagonal droplets fall on parched, bare ground
baked and burnt by months of relentless african sun.
The earth drinks the life-giving water
as cooling molecules caress its dehydrated surface,
causing joy to bubble from deep within each grateful soul.
The relief is tangible, the smell intoxicating ...
indescribably delicious
perfume of God.
We are not forgotten.
I'm a lover of free verse poetry and cups of tea. The quickest way to energise me is to give me a moment under open sky, preferably in a garden. I love beautiful trees and Purple Crested Lourie birds and making school come alive for my students.
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