Longing for Lukusuzi National Park Mfuwe, Zambia
In the heart of Africa, where whispers roam,
Lies Lukusuzi National Park, my soul's own home.
Mfuwe's embrace, where the wild spirits play,
A longing in my heart, like the sun's last ray.
Oh Lukusuzi, with your untamed grace,
Where elephants dance, in a timeless chase.
Majestic giants, beneath the African sky,
Their trumpets echo, as the winds reply.
Through acacia whispers and river's song,
I yearn to wander, where I truly belong.
In Mfuwe's embrace, by the Luangwa's side,
Nature's poetry in every ripple and tide.
The canvas painted in hues of amber and gold,
As the sunsets unfold, a story to be told.
Savannah whispers, tales of ancient lore,
In the heart of Zambia, where dreams explore.
The leopard prowls, in moonlight's gleam,
In Lukusuzi's realm, life is but a dream.
Oh, Mfuwe, with your enchanting call,
A symphony of life, as the shadows fall.
I ache to walk, where the lions roam free,
In Lukusuzi's sanctuary, wild and wild it be.
Footprints on the earth, a dance with the past,
Memories forged, like a spell that forever lasts.
The rustle of grass, beneath the moonlit sky,
A lullaby of nature, as the stars draw nigh.
Oh Lukusuzi, in my dreams, I'll roam,
Yearning for the wilderness, my heart's own home.
