Miles of sand and stone. A sight alone.
Mountains of mist. Alone I list.
The sights I see. Only me.
With no other. None to call brother.

Sounds I hear. Far and near.
Coming closer. To my Mimosa.
Who's there? who's anywhere?
Where am I? Where is the sky?

Show yourself. You elusive elf.
Don't look too much. Don't even touch.
Her looks are yellow. But she won't say hello.
You are not matter. So I should know you better.

Your energy. Says you are not an enemy.
So why now? What purpose does your presence allow?
Hurry Summarrie. Oh where could that lone star be?
Come shine. Your light on this heart of mine.

And now I see. I trust you are here for a reason.
Great things to come of me. Now is your season.
Subbtle stranger. My world is about to begin.
Will your coming bring me danger? I sense the answer from within.

It's time. No please wait!
Ten; nine....Eight.
Seven; six; five. Four; Three.
I'm almost alive. Do come with me.

Nkululeko Mdudu

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