How beautiful are spirits which whisper stories of ancient origins?
When circles of fire hosted our brown and wise bodies as we sat with the silence beneath,
We fell from other dimensions and built the pyramids,
We swam in the Nile and built family totems in crocodile rivers,
Our hearts are the places where little suns meet water,
Let’s rejoice in the depths of our glory,
We are the ones we have been waiting for,
You can find our traces in starry skies and deep seas,
We speak through mermaids and through kin,
When the poets sing,
the dead stay alive.
We are the ones we have been waiting for.
Kebotlhale Motseothata is a scholar of African Literature and a multidisciplinary writer, poet, journalist, and researcher.