Clara Rita A. Padilla
Let me tell you
how the Kenyan mist
embraced me today
how the lush
array of pine trees
stood in splendor
staring with glee
at our beaten taxi
beckoning me
how the mist
gave way
to the wild birds
in flight
and the cactus
summoned the heat
of the safari
how a sea
of pink flamingos
nestled and soared
above Lake Nakuru’s
still waters
how the humming crickets
led me
to shimmering visions
of ivory clouds
and faint azure mountains
how the cool winds
captured me
in a trance
