Shumba Famba
Verdant-vivid is the tall grass.
The view of rain that leaps the cloud-wisp walls ‘n wings its way unto the earth – I spread my thumb ‘n finger for to raise katsurakawa to a focal point.
Breeze breaks in laughter loosed; kuhllainkkinkcnk sothairyugoe! hahihihihihuh hyeh-uh?!