Africa
Land
Winds blow even on a barren land.
Winds bring water.
We cannot resist, we do not want to resist
as we are not gods.
When you concentrate,
you can hear and
you can smell and
you can feel the movement and the warmth.
Land is like a woman’s breast.
Comfortable and useful.
Life springs continuously, one after another.
There are so many, uncountable.
