Saturday, 06 April 2013

Dance With The River

She sang me a soothing song,
As we sat watching that river.
The colors were so bright,
Water dancing back and forth.
She sang me a song,
A gentle melodic whisper and the river danced.

Never counting the seconds, my head on her lap.
This music is soothing, takes my mind way back.
Sing me a lullaby mama; my heart will clap for joy.
She sang a melody, a whisper and I closed my eyes.

Never count the seconds, life is happening now.
Close those eyes my friend and sway with the river.
Let the music carry you, feel it consume you.
Close your eyes open your heart and dance.

Wednesday, 03 April 2013

Africa My Home

The beat of the drums, drums of Africa.
A place for many, all colors call it home.
United as one, held together by the melody.
This place has rhythm, it rings and the land shakes.
Carry me home long roads, leads me home high mountains.

I am a child of Africa, my ancestors walked this land.
Trees sway in the wind, air clear and fresh.
Animals run wild, lions roar and rumble from a distance.
Let us raise the flag high, let us remember the past.
The drums ring, Africa rejoices and a little baby cries