Hear again the titihoya

Hear again the titihoya,
going about its business of forlorn crying.
On the lovely road to Ixopo, I holdmy spirit.
We dig a well together.I lower the bucket, he fills it up.
We drink, we celebrate, our one heart
soothed by what is near Then ,I scratch
his pensive head with my thumb.
If I let, he will zigzag through the veld
looking for a branch to perch....See, umfundisi,
the stars are getting closer. At dawn,
the titihoya will cry, and I will lose
my spirit....Cradle me, old man.
Why do we live here?
Alan Paton


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