Cabin in theJungle

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From my lonely cabin in the vast jungle
I composed these fairly few lines for you
Through the many quiet trees that stand single
The whistling birds lent me a tune so true
They and I could sing together each morning
With me sitting on a rugged rock by the stream
Watching the splendour of a new day dawning
Wishing the same could translate into my dream
But like the waters in the stream flowing past

My splendid moments never seem to last
Many paths pass through the forest of trees
Till even the loneliest, criss-cross with another
But from my little cabin, seemingly each flees
Bumping into each other’s way away, they’d rather
I only hear about the winds blowing across
From rumours by the swaying trees around
The sways have conspired, her responses to confound
To dance when there is no jungle music playing
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And slumber when every stem and trunk is swaying.
Oh come share this serene jungle mood with me
And let the birds teach you the songs we sing
Come make my sombre cottage alive again to be
For all I miss here, you can duly bring
Come let us sit together by the whispering stream
On the once rugged rocks, by my buttocks made smooth
And sing new songs of realities dethroning a dream
Come let us sing songs, lovers we’ll soothe
By Benard Omondi Otieno