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African Windsong
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"It beckons to me, I cannot escape from it's magical touch, I love them..." A poem about a dedicated primatologist who becomes obssessed with his study. PLEASE R/R
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 146 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 08-19-05 - id: 1989634
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African Windsong by writerforever

Lush and green

Whispers of peace echo on the wind

I can hear them

They are calling to me

In this strange new world

That I have come to love

I have found a peace

Found in the most unlikely place

And in the most unlikely of creatures

Sitting among them

I feel safe

Memories of my old life

In America haunt me at times

But that life I no longer wish to live

Here among the Mt. Gorillas

I am at peace

Africa is my home

If I dare go away from it

I can hear it's beckoning call

It is a wind song

Whispers, the gorillas, all in the wind

I cannot escape from it

I am forever a willing servant

To the wind song

The wind song of Africa

And the gorillas

Windsong….

Can't you hear it?

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