She airs like a faraway heaven that has descended

She steals every beauty portion from nature in her dazzling face

She pulls all the devotion of a glaring world on her surface

And she heals every cavernous scar with her tempting smile.

With her feet on the ground and head on the coolest mists

She detects that every rising dawn lights a new candle flame

Every road she steps on brings her heart back home

Without her soothing trace nothing would be the same.

Glory to the lord that knew how much of peace she’ll fetch for restless souls

Those intense eyes that gaze with fumbled true spirits

Every word exuded from your heart shaped lips is the remedy to the hopeless minds

Everyday light is for a praise of your existence.

Olga-Divine Agahozo is a student at Gashora Girls’ Academy