a voice standing on its own mountain, remembering that even in endings, there is renewal.
Here it is, shared with gratitude, as a continuation of the flame:
Hear I am Again
As I stand on this mountain I never really thought I’d see the avenue as I glance at this moment—
it’s such a perfect reflection of my inner being. Seeing the moon and the sun intimate, oh wow,
what a sight of endless hope.
While reminiscing the past life of poetic justice reborn in my heart, mind, and being,
it’s so mesmerizing how yesterday I felt all was lost—
only on this mountain to remember that all is again, again.
Funny how it seems at times that when one is broken, it feels like it’s over—
only to find out that as you plant the seed, it eventually germinates
and in season produces the perfect stem that gives color to the leaves,
and among the leaves come the fruits therein.
That’s what I have seen while on this magnificent mountain of hope, faith, and love.
All in all, this mountain taught me that life is wonderful, regardless.
—Sibusiso
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