Take me to a realm, take me to Eden
Sync me into the bowel of this flowery
landscape, a place where dad rings to us each rising dawn
“Here, water kisses the tongue of merry” so he said
“Here, the sun is a twin to the sapphire’s glow”
If you desire me an abode, make it Eden
Where the serpent’s fang is an emblem of décor
And the five fingers of the sycamore flutter with glee.
Take me, take me on a voyage of awe into
This opulent place of glassy seas.
For my rest, cuddle me
Cuddle me into the arm of Eden
Where men hunt for animals and not man for game
Where dollops of warmth sprout in its very soil.
Do you hear the lion coo alongside the pigeon
In the conduit of spree?
In Eden diverse species speak the same tongue.
I do wish to get engraved into this locale,
To breathe the alluring holiness of its capes and in her,
Model out the Mother of all Seven Wonders.
I do hope to make this new place my favourite of all,
But would this roving blade at its entrance ever give way?
Read – Hoerikwaggo’s Footprints – A Poem by – Zungu Bongani, South Africa
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