This is Where It Begins

ORIGINS

deep in your cheeks
your specific laughter owns
all things south of the ghosts
we once were.  straight ahead

the memory beckons from the future
you and I a tribe of colours
this song  that dance
godlike rhythms to birth
footsteps of memory
the very soul aspires to. Songs

of origins songs of constant beginnings
what is this thing called
love

                                       ---   Keorapetse Kgositsile