Pretoria Hills

I have looked in all the corners
of the world
hoping to see light
My ways always leading to no result.
Thinking I was lost to never
finding a reasoned path
To my home I returned: faithless

On the third day of the rising
When the sun had balanced
I walked up the hills, birds all around
Amidst the flowing clouds
There a tree rested
Its roots intertwined with the soil
In its presence
I felt like a boy again
A child playing with the day
Knowing the night was for sleep

There the tree rested
My eyes with awakening saw
My soul with peace shone
Along with the flowers,
the wind moving from the south
brought me fresh warmth.
A warmth I could only dream of

There the tree rested
And there my life’s tale was retold
Rooted strong with the sound of quiescence

I am here
I am here, said I
I have flown across the seas
Journeyed long for mercy
Across the borders and cliffs
Here I am, said I
Here with the flowers of life
Renewed with the rising of the sun
I am here
For where I land is where I am

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