Twigs are falling
The aroma of coffee in my nostrils
The morning beckons
The morning dew vanishes
It is another day to be with you.
***
The wind brushes my face.
The scentuous Oleleshwa fragrance captures my soul'
The warm sunlight embraces me.
I know here I belong.
***
Over Olulung'a plains and hills,
Pastels are splashed across the horizon.
Slowly, steadily you fade.
The cool of the day turns chilly
Walk with me to the night.
