African Night
Rivers empty themselves
into the waterfalls;
pairs of eyes glitter midst
the oak trees;
bats flap around the full-moon
sky, as they echo;
faint splashes can be heard
in a river....
I have a sense the forest
doesn't sleep in the night.
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2016
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