Posted by: Ron DuBour | February 28, 2015

The warm savannah winds in her desert,~by Sara Isabelle Marie Johansson


 

 

The warm savannah winds in her desert,

The warm savannah winds in her desert,
and the map of stars upon her nightly body,
Oh, Sweet Mama Africa.
Her endless skin stretching beyond the horizon,
as mighty kings and queens roams upon her land.
A majestic roar of a lion, and the beating heart of her drum.
Oh, Sweet Mama Africa,
Tell us the stories and tales of your kingdoms,
of brothers and sisters sharing the song of your soul.

– Sara Isabelle Marie, come visit me at Worlds of Comfort


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