The sun sets early in Deer Park -
a place with a green and tranquil heart
and where a stream always sings,
here at the gentle foot of massive Platteklip.
But then, when driving home,
a fire of a sunset jumps from Lion’s Head
and sets the sky alight with burning clouds,
freeing the city, the mountain, the world.
While in Deer Park all was soft, green and tranquil. |
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