Poetic Narrative:

These tusks they are his legacy,

But they are not all,

For in his grandeur he is more than ivory.

In prehistoric poise and with a thunderous perfection,

He rumbles in content for he is his own protection.

A gallant soul his presence echoes,

Felt by all, even the smallest geckos.

His armour is thick, his step is soft,

With a mind that is sharp he keeps his head aloft.

Through seasonal cycles,

And seeing lives recycled,

The journey has been a challenge but he has earnt his title.

This weathered warrior’s skin is cloaked,

With feats of wisdom and might his tale he wrote.

A true testament to countless generations of gracious giants,

He stands with a life and being, that is more than science.

In him there is a true serenity,

One, which makes him a wondrous entity.

Drawn to his grace and charm,

This celestial being calls with a magnificent calm.

Like the moon to mother earth’s pull,

Your heart is fixed until you get your full.

And as an encapsulated flurry of fluttering wings orbits this sentient soul,

We see the true gravity of an African giant is not just two tusks but the whole.

©Mahdhav Sarna