The Dance of the Elephants
In the dusk, they gather, Lords of the savannah, Trumpeting notes of joy, In a celestial waltz.
Their shadows stretch long, Against a painted sky, Casting echoes of laughter, As they roam wild and free.
Oh, the majesty within, The strength wrapped in grace, Nature’s timeless ballet, Rhythms of an ancient space.
- Ossie Mthembu