Wednesday, September 27, 2017


A cry in the wilderness heard
Echoing through endless scattered and spaced leaves
Moist fervent undergrowth clings to ancient footsteps

Sweetly singing
Breathing softly

 I am here   I heard you
 I see you    I am delighted your shadow faded
Your lightness catching rays of sunshine and the 
brillance of rainbows

Whirling on the ground, dancing with
my dervish youth
The cascade of possibilites broken into
sparkling shards of adventures

We may rise to the heavens and back
We may be still   grounded in acceptance
of this time and space
Spurred with imagination and divine icing of grace

I reach heavenly
Remembering my African name, Mawenda

I ask yours once again
I never forgot

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