At
the heart of the African plain
Stands a tree both old and sage:
A
survivor of sunshine and rain
Silent witness to many an age
But
this is no ordinary tree
For
her trunk is hollow inside
And
faithfully she keeps unseen
The
secret of her native tribe
For
her cave’s a place of birth
A
haven safe from danger
This
womb of Mother Earth
Is
The
Baobab stands proud and strong
She
serves her people as midwife
It’s
been thus generations long
She’s
Copyright 2004
2 Baobab: Africa's Tree Of Life (Pdf print version)
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