Odyssey From Africa 12c the Fireflower
Chapter 12 (c) The Fireflower (continued)
So forthwith it was decided
That upon the next day’s dawning
They would send a party swiftly
Inland by a river valley
They would climb to highland forest
Guided on by one with knowledge
There to find the precious fire-flower
And to pick its healing petals
On the morrow in the first light
Of the dawning they assembled
Several of the older children
Matto, Lisa in their number
Lisa brought her monkey Rosy
Kwona and the other ladies
Made a simple hearty breakfast
To prepare them for the journey
So they started with the sunrise
Running inland all the morning
With a guide to go before them
Following the river valley
On the bank of that serene and
Mighty river that today is
Called the Antainambalana
Flowing east from central highlands
Up and down it boats were sailing
On the river, stacked with produce
To be traded in the markets
Of the settlements and outposts
In the region of the harbour.
Soon their path led into woodland
Where they saw up close the island’s
Wondrously distinctive wildlife
In among the forest branches
They first glimpsed the agile lemurs
Heard the soulful plaintive song of
Indries as they called and answered
Eerie sliding harmonies that
Resonated through the forest;
Saw the star-like waxy flowers of
Orchids in the jungle half-light
At some high points on the landscape
They caught sight of wood-built watchtowers
On each tower a pair of watchmen
Waited out a lonely vigil
When the morning turned to noontime
They ascended from the valley
Climbed to higher elevation
As the air grew slightly cooler
Passing from the humid jungle
Of the island’s eastern coastline
Up to drier highland forest
Where the heat was less oppressive
Coming to a jungle clearing
Suddenly they all stood rooted
To the spot and stared before them
At the towering Aepyornis
At the giant flightless bird that
From the center of the clearing
Turned its piercing gaze right at them
From a height of three full meters
This great bird, though terrifying
To confront thus unexpected
Did not pose them any danger,
Striding now back through the tree-line
To resume its midday feast of
Fruits, which it plucked whole and swallowed
Causing trees to sway and recoil
Sharply from their topmost branches
Cautiously the group stepped forward
Creeping past the Aepyornis
To the clearing, whence they saw
Ahead a steep ascending ridge line
Copyright © Phil Salmon | Year Posted 2017
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