Die bos roep

Afrika roep my! Ek hoor hoe sy saggies in die nag deur my gedagtes weef met ‘n fluister wat net ‘n kind van Afrika ken…kom huis toe…My siel hunker na die stilte. Die “gevoel”. Die saligheid.

En so is hierdie dan my gunsteling gedig om die fluister roep te beskryf:

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