Since I met you
I fell for your mountains
Brushstrokes of greens
And bright sunshines.
Yoga art was born
Surrounded by fascinating beings.
The prana flowed
With hearts bursting new inspirations.
Almond shaped eyes
Observed my walking
And questioned where my dancing came from.
Among monolithic rocks
They built an underground theater
Souls appeared with turbans
And performing medieval scenes.
The spongy injera
The creamy avocado
And the art of vegetable colors
Were natural honey delights.
Yoga, Art, Culture
The Ethiopian authenticity
Were ingredients of pure bliss.
Ed: Bryonie Wise
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