I
heard
and pledged,
that one day
this natural wonder,
will be experienced by me.
Thunderous, Roaring from afar.
A narrow mountain stream meandering down the steep side, into a beautiful Falls!
O
no
I won’t
rest a bit,
for “Itanamee”
folk-lored and worshipped by ancestors,
I was told, angrily swallowed many Porknockers!
From the Potaro River below they cried: “Captain put me ashore”!
This
high
rock mountain,
Mount Rorima, that is it’s name
does rise majestically into the sky!
Shared among neighboring countries, this mountain top - Brazil, Guyana and Venezuela.
A
sight,
beauty!
beheld in
every beholder
who sets eyes upon this ancient god;
that replenishes plants and small creatures above;
Kaiture! Mightily and powerfully pours below!
Categories:
lored, 4th grade, beauty, desire,
Form: Fibonacci