There awaits a flow of peace
An experience
A calmness
Serenity
A peek into the back of the past
Future lovers lost
Past apparition praised.
There peace lies in moments of stillness,
A gush of forced stillness
Whirlwind whisper
You looking into me,
looking through you
Looking past us
I have found my peace
Squashed between my fingers
slithering into my palm
Passing through my lips
Gazing into my eye
A picture-perfect phantom parading primal premonitions
Thandiwe is a woman from Port Elizabeth, living in Cape Town. She has always loved how words can be used as the most powerful and softest weapon