Red Hill Poem by Phillip Nine Mafunga

From far beyond, beacons of beauty so pure to the human eye wave
Memories sprinkled with red and green interspace
Ancient stories of a life so pure chronicled in the hidden roots
Rising majestically above the manmade animal water hole
Trees waving gaily from the summit of the future unknown
Mystical beauty; memories of love nondescript but worth savoring nonetheless

Elephants foraging through the green covered hill slopes
Thumping rhythms of nature's creative resonance in the background
Waking the living to a dance of life as it were
Up the hill, the air blows soft and sweet
Oh! How I wish heavens would open
Drops of sweet love, the green to nourish again
PHILLIP NINE MAFUNGA
25 May 2020