The silence of the Bush

Mabalingwe Nature Reserve : Chevvy8

A silence that stirs and kisses

Whispers deceptively in hisses

Beckoning to enter her depths

Stilling your quickening breaths


She leads you to her inner shrine

A place that loses your track of time

Save the rising and falling of the sun

Your hearts beating together as one


Far from the jungle made of stone

Her brush strokes are for you alone

Where going out means going within

Bringing tranquility to your inner din


Her music is deafeningly loud

Natureโ€™s requiem, a chorusing crowd

Setting the scene and the stage

To free you from your secret cage