Beneath the skies of endless blue,
Where the acacia whispers secrets true,
The Serengeti hums a timeless tune,
A golden ocean beneath the moon.
The lions roar, bold and supreme,
Guardians of this ancient dream.
Their manes aflame in the setting light,
Majestic shadows embrace the night.
Leopards glide through leafy veils,
Silent phantoms on hidden trails.
Their amber eyes, a glowing spark,
Silent sentinels of the dark.
Elephants stride with wisdom’s grace,
Each step etched in this sacred space.
They trumpet tales of eras gone,
Echoes of life that still march on.
Giraffes reach high, a gentle bow,
Their graceful necks brush heaven’s brow.
Under their gaze, horizons gleam,
A tranquil vision, a waking dream.
Tarangire’s giants, the ancient trees,
Baobabs hold secrets in every breeze.
While Manyara’s lake, a mirror divine,
Reflects the dance of flamingos in line.
Ngorongoro’s cradle, where life renews,
A theater vast with the finest views.
Zebras and wildebeests write the lore,
Of migration’s journey forevermore.
Beneath Kilimanjaro’s snowy crown,
Savannahs stretch in golden gown.
Here, sun and shadow, earth and sky,
Weave a tapestry that never dies.
When dusk descends, the stars ignite,
Guiding spirits through the velvet night.
Tanzania, where the wild hearts roam,
Forever calling, forever home.
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