In the lush farmlands
mist-covered tropical morns;

In the villages where smoke
rises from grass-thatched huts;

In the plains where horned cattle
tinkling bells rich-udders graze;

In the hills and valleys
where cool streams flow;

In the stony paths
where dust dances in wind-

In the golden evenings
when birds sing melodious songs-

There I discovered a gem
to give my restless heart rest.

~Michael M Macharia