I sit at crossroads in my heart
Before me, a green distance of tall trees and napier grass,
Slightly dancing in the wind for some unknown music,
The soothing morning sun shines on my engrossed face
I humble and obey the rituals in my heart
Behind the façade of a smiling face lies a restless soul,
Jailed by the fear of the rebirth of yore
- The empty stretches, the lonely heart, the troubled mind and the rumbling of stomach.
All point t one hell of a life I trod.
The sun now behind the cloud, I tolerate the sudden chill,
It gives me a refreshing feel of things to come.
Perhaps, I shall never again experience the empty stage of starting off,
Maybe, luck lurks in my path now and forever.
Emptiness, lost hope, and anxiety might never be my portion anymore,
My shield shall stand the storm of injustice against my being.
I pause, look up and a sigh of relief escapes me,
Saluting the passing breeze.
I think my journey is now on course.
Is shall sit at the council of elders and learn the trick for the road.
I close my eyes and in a fleeting moment I gaze in my soul,
The place of the plains ensnares my imagination,
I surrender to the beauty of innocence and calmness thereby
(the bustle and hassle only for the ants below)
I meet a girl by the thorny bush;
He breast are still shy, legit,
To my eloquence she succumbs
We mate, I sire and there’s a mark on that part.
My spirit is free from the constraints of the city
I surpass my taught laws and tread carefully
Inside the world of explanation
30th March 2008