This dawnlight spills on grasslands wide and bare,While elephants move slow through morning haze,Mount Kenya stands in silent, stony praise—A god of stone, unmoved by human care.My thoughts, like dust, were drifting in the air,No compass fixed, no voice...

Oh, how the world turns Each human body is sculpted, soulful urns Born from endless, boundless love Molded from a heart that yearns   From birth when the eyes are untied They view a world vast and wide Ready for their destiny to seize Standing amidst life's...