Morowali
Morowali The leaves are verdant Gives you freshness To the eye that looked Swung up and down The wind Illuminated morning sun Interrupted twigs and roots After the rain last night Roadside Spread the quiet wavy beach Dreaming in every corner Between the sky and the sea And it seems to be drifting What comes across the daydream And what comes to mind Sea shelf Lush forest misty Spoil everything that goes Through the bend Mourn the ramp and precedes the descendants Long journey Down the fishing villages Visit the merchant villages and sometimes stop at the farm Indonesian people...