Zimbabwe Falls

Zimbabwe, you arrive with thunder in the air, A river that’s bold and a sky laid bare. Dust in the sunlight, bright, alive, And every road feels like it wants to drive. Zimbabwe falls hear the roar, Mist like rain on the forest floor. Victoria rising in white and gold, A world-sized wonder, brave and bold. Hwange plains under an open sun, Long straight tracks where the day can run. Matobo Hills round stone and sky, Where time feels slow as the birds drift by. Zimbabwe falls hear the roar, Mist like rain on the forest floor. Victoria rising in white and gold, A world-sized wonder, brave and bold. Zambezi wide at the evening bend, Light turns copper as the hours end. I sit still long enough to know: Some places don’t shout yet they glow. Zimbabwe falls hear the roar, From river mist to granite floor. I leave with quiet, strong and sure, A kind of peace that can endure.