The Nile Springs

There are naked souls
being clothed in purity
There are limbs, young in age
being watered with nutrients of growth
There's flesh, dark in color
swallowing the rays of the mighty sun

Down the Nile springs
African steam rises to heights
from the depth of the red earth
to fill the clear sky of opportunity.
Blessings are whirling
like the winds of our history

poem by Timothy muggaga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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