My Maasai Sculpture

I have a companion in my house who doesn't talk, eat, drink or move No, don't think it's an apparition or a television.... ....don't think it's my rusty-aged bicycle that's about to head to the recycle plant..... Yes, it's my Maasai Moran sculpture, beautiful in nature! Though I eat, drink, laugh, think and dream, my companion's smile gleams with radiance that will last throughout its sculpture life A smile that will never in any single age turn into a frown, solemn or angry expression A smile that always will be as steady as the Sun, and as dazzling as a rainbow enveloping a waterfall.... NB: Published in my book, "Painting of Life in Poetry"