From my window pane,
i behold your soulful presence.
I whose gaze is gripping,
whose passion has known
the melancholy of nature` s splendor.
There` s no brilliance to be compared
to your glittering lights
in the night season.
your Meadows are charming.
your lawns unstrip like
a green carpet cast upon the mountain side,
and your streets are bustling
with different colors, one people.
you are beautiful O` Johannesburg!
you are the symbol of Black perfection,
the pride of Africa,
the hub of nature`s lovers.
O` let me fetch you unend
with my Western gaze.
Let me collapse your vastness
into my forlorn heart,
where your memory slays
like a Crystal fountain
ebbing out in the midst of a Hundred Palm trees.
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