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13/09/2024

She walks where earth and sky embrace,
An African queen, with timeless grace.
Her steps are rooted in the land,
Where nature blooms at her command.

Her hands tend green, abundant fields,
The harvest that the soil yields.
Cassava, okra, wild and free,
Grow strong beneath the baobab tree.

The springs and rivers know her name,
Their waters sing her ancient claim.
She drinks from streams that softly flow,
Their coolness makes her spirit glow.

In oceans wide, her dreams take flight,
With waves that shimmer in the night.
The depth of blue, the endless sweep,
Reflects the wisdom she will keep.

Her heart beats with the rhythm pure,
Of nature’s pulse, serene and sure.
Through vegetation lush and green,
She finds her place, a life serene.

The classic nature, wild and bold,
In her soul its stories told.
From mountain peak to valley low,
Her beauty in the land does grow.

With every leaf, with every vine,
She feeds her body, soul, and mind.
Her strength is drawn from earth’s great core,
Her spirit free, forevermore.

She is the daughter of the rain,
Of river’s flow, of earth’s domain.
An African woman, strong and true,
With nature’s blessings ever new.

13/09/2024

The wellness wheel is a symbol of life’s flow,
A balanced journey, where we grow.
Each spoke a path, each turn a guide,
To nurture health from deep inside.

At its core, the body thrives,
With physical wellness fueling our lives.
Through exercise, rest, and food that’s pure,
We find the strength to endure.

The mind, a spoke, sharp and clear,
Mental wellness steers us near.
Thoughts in balance, stress in check,
A peaceful mind keeps us in step.

Emotional wellness, tender, soft,
Like a breeze that carries us aloft.
In understanding how we feel,
We nurture wounds, we start to heal.

The social spoke connects us all,
Through bonds and friendships, we stand tall.
A healthy network, hearts aligned,
A sense of belonging intertwined.

Spiritual wellness, deep and bright,
Gives the soul its guiding light.
Whether through faith or nature’s song,
It helps us know where we belong.

The wheel turns on with purpose clear,
Occupational wellness year by year.
Finding joy in what we do,
Our work can help us flourish too.

The environment, another spoke,
Its health and ours deeply evoke
A sense of care, a mutual need,
To keep the earth and air pristine.

And lastly, financial health, a guide,
For peace in knowing how to ride
The waves of life with wisdom strong,
Managing wealth to last life long.

The wellness wheel, round and whole,
Reminds us all to tend our soul.
Each spoke a part, yet all must be
In balance for true harmony.

13/09/2024

Her hands, like art, are strong and wise,
Shaped by the earth, beneath wide skies.
With fingers that know every seed,
She plants the food her people need.

In purple harvests, her gifts reside,
The essence of her craft and pride.
Ube’s glow and yam’s rich hue,
Through her hands, life is renewed.
Her hands create, her hands restore,
The bounty of the earth’s deep core.
In every dish, her magic’s spun,
A legacy from mother to son.

Through purple foods, she feeds the soul,
Her hands make broken bodies whole.
Each touch, each meal, a story told,
Of African soil, rich and bold.

Her gifted hands, they hold the key,
To health, to life, to mystery.
In classic nature, pure and true,
She brings forth life from earth and dew. 🙌 🎁🎁🎁 🧚🏽‍♀️

13/09/2024

Her skin is bronze, like dusk’s embrace,
A warmth that time could not erase.
With every breath, the earth she knows,
Through purple foods her beauty grows.

Eggplant glistens, dark and deep,
From soil where ancient secrets sleep.
Ube’s hue, rich and true,
Feeds her body, soul anew.

Her skin, like night, both strong and soft,
Nurtured by the land aloft.
From purple yams to violet roots,
She finds her strength in nature’s fruits.

The classic rhythms of the land,
Flow through her heart, her guiding hand.
Beneath the moon, the stars, the skies,
Her beauty shines, her spirit flies.

Beetroot red and purple maize,
Nourish her in ancient ways.
Her skin reflects the earth’s design,
A tapestry of hues divine.

In every meal, in every taste,
The African soil she does not waste.
Organic, pure, her food’s embrace,
Her skin aglow with nature’s grace.

She wears the earth upon her face,
In every purple food’s embrace.
A woman strong, a beauty true,
Her skin a canvas, ever new.

13/09/2024

Her skin is bronze, like morning's glow,
A warmth that ancient winds bestow.
Born of the earth, she walks with grace,
A timeless beauty, nature's face.

The rhythm of her steps align
With whispers of the palm and vine.
She feeds on nature’s gentle hand,
The harvests of her native land.

Bitterleaf, hibiscus red,
Foods that keep her spirit fed.
In every bite, a story told,
Of roots that reach through days of old.

Her skin reflects the baobab tree,
Strong and firm, yet wild and free.
As she consumes her land’s pure gifts,
Her soul and body rise, uplifted.

Mango sweet and moringa green,
Fuel the glow that’s evergreen.
The strength of millet, fonio’s grace,
Are written softly on her face.

The classic nature in her smile,
Born from food untouched by guile.
Organic, whole, her meals embrace
The truth that time cannot erase.

In African soil, rich and true,
Her beauty blossoms, ever new.
Her skin, a canvas, pure and bright,
Nourished by the earth’s delight.

13/09/2024

Her meals are sacred, deeply tied,
To ancestors who stood with pride.
Each bite, a link to wisdom’s call,
To nourish body, soul, and all.

With every grain, her heart is fed,
By organic harvest, rivers spread.
The soil of Africa, pure and green,
Holds life within its unseen sheen.

She eats the food her land provides,
Where ancient knowledge still resides.
Her health, a gift from earth below,
Through African food, she continues to grow.

13/09/2024

Her skin is bronze like ancient lands,
Where sun-kissed earth meets gentle hands.
An African queen, proud and wise,
Her strength reflected in her eyes.

She walks through fields where roots are sown,
In fertile soil her seeds have grown.
Cassava, yams, and millet rise,
Beneath the wide and open skies.

Her plate, a canvas rich and bold,
With food that nurtures, pure as gold.
Okra, baobab, moringa leaves,
A bounty born from nature’s weaves.

13/09/2024

A greenish hue upon the face,
Reflects the path of gentle grace.
Where leaves and stems the body feeds,
With nature’s gifts, we plant the seeds.

In every bite of vibrant green,
Life’s energy flows, strong and clean.
From fields of spinach, kale’s embrace,
To herbs that dance with verdant lace.

The crisp of lettuce, celery’s crunch,
Each bite a blessing, every lunch.
In green’s soft glow, the skin reveals,
The health and power that it feels.

With every leaf, the soul is fed,
A nourished heart, a mind well-led.
The earth’s green wisdom in the hand,
Transforms the body and the land.

So wear the greenish glow with pride,
For health within, you cannot hide.
Through greens we flourish, greens we bloom,
A life well-nurtured in earth’s womb.

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