The Beauty Of Lake Toba

Poem By PINONDANG SITUMEANG

Island in the middle of a lake
People lived in harmony
Kept traditional dancing, folk song and culture
For the sake of the ancestor

Hymns arise to the sky on Sunday
Say thanks to Almighty
For the harvest and visitors come by
Kept the traditional way

Nights passed silently
Waves rock endlessly
Whispering to maintain the green
Watering the blue lake

Sun rise blinking over the water
Yellow trumpet flowers smile to sun
Watching sunset over a cup of hot tea
What a blue water and blue sky

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