To A Dried Mosi-oa-tunya

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An ode to the Victoria Falls or Mosi-oa-Tunya (Tokaleya: the smoke that thunders) which has suffered long spells of dryness in recent months but is slowly being resuscitated by a rain season that is long overdue.

Silver salmon swiftly swim
From your thunderous waters into my dream
Up, they climb your current flow
You fight back dearly, like a foe
They swim, they climb, they jump and flip
But when I wake you’re sound asleep

Wake from your slumber pretty one
Wake and feel the warm kiss of the sun
Take me swiftly by my hand
As you once did the fine river sand
And the boulders and pebbles and rocks
Wake my love, for love never mocks

Let us dance to the music of the wind
Let us run to where we’re destined
To the end of true love’s rugged course
We will eternally flow with a youthful force
Once again we shall exist as one, a single being
And from our rhythm hope shall forever spring

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