Your eyes pierced the agony of my soul
Wordlessly challenging me to face
A life beyond the embers of despair
Only you would dare me to laugh
In the face of the enemy
To rise above the horror of the blaze
To look and see what new freedoms there might be
If only I could get past the smoke and the haze
You wore my pain as if it were you own
You became my heart
A single beat, a mystical union
I left my footprints on the path
They became yours
Two hearts, two tracks,
conjoined in the sands of Africa
The trees heard our thoughts
The birds sang our words
The forest echoed our joy
And then absorbed our tears
Leaving us to walk
Hand in hand beyond the hurt.
©Glenda Warburton December 2012
Praia do Chizavane
Glenda Warburton 