on my back;
like a plank I can’t snap.”
When the storm arrives where will you
Where will you turn for shelter?
Who’s Arms will protect you from the wind?
When lightening strikes will you see?
We dance in the sunshine but can’t
withstand the rain.
Life is invigorated by the sun,
yes this is true,
but without the rain to cleanse us we can never be born anew.
When the storm winds blow will you
Or topple like the houses you’ve built with vanities.
A warm whisper.
A gentle caress.
Assurance that greatness can come from gentleness.
Exhaling self doubt,
Inhaling self love.
We rest in the knowledge that light has drawn us together,
and the depths of hell can not tear us apart.
Through sickness, pain and rain,
our joy is full because our love was built on the solid rock of divine timing.
Lord if I leave it all to go travelin’
will I find you on the journey?
Will you walk beside me unseen,
until you reveal myself to me?
Sometimes I want to walk towards
the setting sun until I fall off the horizon.
If I fall will you catch me, in the arms of
Who can travel with me who won’t
take me off my divine path?
My road map is crumpled and dusty.
My feet are blistered and tired.
Yet I want to run not walk on this
I want to travel and encounter your
image in all I see.
If I go traveling’, journeying and dancing
spirit will you lead me to my
Will you be the compassionate
compass that wraps me in Love?
The rays hit her face,
warm power that invigorates.
Darkening her skin and empowering her soul.
Communication that’s beyond words- soulforce.
If I am lost will you help guide me,
and stand beside me,
even though I am not on the right path.
Sometimes I get lost because my compass
was stolen by those who were supposed to care for me.
If I am wandering aimlessly will you wander with me?
If you take the wrong turn with me,
maybe we can both turn around into our dreams.
I will keep writing,
I will keep pushing,
I will keep smiling,
I will keep laughing,
I will keep loving,
I will keep walking
Though I may face pain, rejection and rain.
I will keep on because so many have sacrificed for me.
I will press on because God has empowered me.
I will rejoice in a love that will last for eternity.
Black is Beautiful.
I must learn again to bond
after losing my first friend, sibling and wombmate.
I must learn again to trust
after feeling abandoned from day one.
I must learn again to share
after losing the first person I ever shared food, water and shelter with.
I must learn again to light the flame of love
after my twin flame was snuffed out.
How can I mourn a loss that was so early?
How can I mourn the loss of someone that only mother and I knew?
I am grateful for all I have today
but I still feel that someone has been missing.
I need to cry 30 year old tears.
If we were home in a Yoruba village
we would have been given a healing ritual and divine guidance
but we lived in the ghetto so loss was expected.
At least this Black male would not know the
pain of stop and frisk, hustling and gun shots
he would die eventually so why not today?
There was no ritual, no tears, no village to raise us;
one on earth and the other in ancestorland.
No knowledge that there is no separation
between the living and the dead.
Just my mother’s silent tears and
my unspoken fear that I won’t ever be able to bond again.
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