SUN ON THE SERENGETI
A beam of sunlight
Shines parallel to a rock
Feeding the circle of plants
Hiding
Beneath the rocks.
A gazelle glides
Like it is on wings
And seems to be talking
About its experiences
with its baby.
A zebra does some gardening.
And gazes feverishly,
With an enquiring eye
At a bunch of tourists
Peeping out of binoculars.
A good old lion sleeps.
Sleeps peacefully.
Under the shade of the acacia.
With only two flies to bother him.
And not a single worry in the world.
Good old Maasai men,
Tending their cattle
With never-ending stamina
In eternal dance, stop.
They are selling souvenirs.
The long march of the Serengeti
resumes.
And thunder rumbles.
And banners of dust
Flow away effortlessly.
The old story repeats.
A story as old
as good old
Africa itself.
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