Sigh*
Reflecting, I sat by the shore as waves softly creepy up and over my bare feet.
Chin on knees, my hands wrapped around my legs as I smiled
My hair grazed my hand as I ran my fingers through it.
The sun was setting and the beautiful orange cascaded over my brown skin, as if to change the color of my thoughts.
But it was black and forever will be.
My entire life is a single meaning *black pride*. I think not of power to overpower but the power to change. I think not of being seen but seeing being, as my brothers and sisters.
I give of myself and time which when measures correctly is the most precious gift.
Overwhelmed I now brace myself back on my hands which are positioned behind me in the sand.
The sun is now gone, dipped far below the sea
I am now alone on the beach, dancing without music, wishing to escape my thoughts through an unforseen portal.
Feeling trance-like I fell to my knees and sank into the sand as the moonlight bathe my form and turned my tears silver.
The stars were many as my ancestors smiled at me amongst them.
My mind is free but my heart is tied to the thought of going back to the place where it all started.
Only in my heart I can end the yearning, only then
I can fulfill my part of the puzzle.
FIN.
