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*“Named after Pieter Both, who was the first Governor-General of the Dutch East Indies, Pieter Both is one of the most beautiful mountain peaks in Mauritius.” Mauritiusnow.com>blog>things-to-do>pieter-both
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                                            A Magical Journey

                            With a magical wand in my right hand
                              I order nature to gift me with wings
                               Not as Icarus near the sun to land,
                            But across clouds my journey to begin:
                                 A lonely magical journey to eye
                           The charm of nature from above the sky.

                            Emboldened with supple feathery wings
                              I head on a unique journey of dream
                               Flying freely as a bird without strings
                            To scan with fresh eyes a beloved realm:
                       A stunning piece of land that shines with sparks
                          When seen from the sparkling eyes of a lark.

                           Winding my way through the web of white clouds
                                 A land of wonder relishes my eyes
                             Of which with no doubt I can but be proud
                                Without a single stroke of sneaky sigh:
                                  It is the sight of a small gem of land
                             Surrounded by shining sea and white sand.

                                  It`s a journey of wonder and magic
                                   As I can admire fast flowing rivers,
                              Bordered with tall trees that are majestic,
                                  Snaking to the sea, shining as silver
                              With crystal clear waters that are so bright 
                               That they fill my heart with airs of delight. 

                                  The magical journey of dream reveals
                            A mountain top in the shape of three breasts,
                                A sacred lake that giant trees conceal,
                                  A verdant forest that furtively rests
                                 Amidst greenery of sugar cane fields
                              Stretching to the very verge of low hills.

                          The low bird-like flight brings to the fore light
                            The peak of a mountain with the thumb up
                            And close by another peak greets the sight*
                              With a sublime angel seated straight up
                               Guarding the entrance of the town-city
                                 Basking freely in peace and harmony.
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