Thursday, June 18, 2009

Mama Africa

I am a daughter of Eve.
A daughter of the earth.
A daughter of Africa.
I have been defined by my Mama Africa.
I have felt Her soil in my toes and the smell of Her oceans.
I am painted by Her Sun and my hair twists to Her rhythm.
She has given me a history and I honored that by laying with Her enemy.
I gave Her grandchildren.
They define Her and give Her meaning.
I have played in Her fields with my brothers and sisters.
I have secrets from Mama Africa, but She still loves me.
She sends me gifts of rain and cold, wind and heat.
Some day's She loves me so much she sends them all.

Mama Africa I have hidden in Your shadows and under your skies.
You have made me brave, too brave.
I leave footprints in Your soil.
I have left a kiss on every star Your sky holds.
I have whispered into Your ground, to remember me.
I have asked the butterflies to carry my pollen.
To Your trees and flowers, Your fruits and berries.
I will be there, I will be here.

Mama Africa, you have let me pitch my tent by Your rivers.
My tent is in my hands and my stories are in Your heart.
Mama Africa, I will go to another land.
I will share your Love and Your Light.
And she will know You.


(For My Family)