The Shade of the Baobab …
the wandering soul rests,
a Baobab tree offering sanctuary,
the South African sun,
ablaze …
the wanderer gives thanks to the ancestors,
a moment of respite from the unending journey,
sifting through the dust,
divining the road ahead,
a time to reflect,
on all the miles lost to the sieve of time,
and,
on all the paths that have yet to be tread.
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