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I bathe nearby the river Nile and gaze at my surroundings

grateful to take in the magnitude of this powerful setting.

The river Nile begins in Burundi flowing northwards

until it reaches Egypt and eventually joins the Mediterranean Sea.

I think and wonder how many love letters were exchanged,

and proposals made by this riverside

or the prayers of a farmer  hoping for rain to end the drought.

How many rulers have exchanged their hands over this river,

and I wonder how many more  stories by this river will be told long after we’re gone.

Categories: My thoughts, Poetry

Tags: Poetry, writing