Treasure Island

Sicelo Sithole

(09 April 1986 / Durban, South Africa)

A Walk To The Library

With bended knees
Along those forbidden trees
I am stunned by all this fresh smell
It must be a bakery, a garden, a wheat valley or a poetry mortuary upon a spell

Along these deep sounds of science (I see)
I breathe upon the tears and the raw gush of all this silence
It must be a day for all the lost moonlights,
A magic show or a sparkling breeze upon this cold twilight

In my poetry still, I walk around and speculate
In this walk to the library, I think of the old secrecy and calculate
Words that I could write
Words of beauty so true, they can unite
All men under this garment of stones and all these shadows true and bright

I see bright doors and golden gates
The sweet rivers of old lies and the faithfulness of all the Virgins
And through these soft images and faint margins
I change all spells, into seeds of thought for my only walk to the library

Bound by my own imagination and unseen realms
I gasp and walk slowly towards a common position

To this library I wrote, this silence I saw and to this dead belief
I have found the taste of all this poetry in motion
The waves of change, catching the awake of all my dreams

In your poetry I have learned how to find all the missing links
I guess it is truly,
The only reason why God allows me: to freely read, write and think

To Diana Van Den Berg,16 February 2009.

Submitted: Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Edited: Thursday, February 19, 2009

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  • Diana Van Den Berg (2/17/2009 12:00:00 PM)

    I have found it now!

    Wow! Thank you Sicelo! I am very, very honoured by this - and very touched that my poetry has inspired you so much. I don't feel I deserve all this honour and this beautiful poem, but anyway I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Ngikubonga kakhulu, makhelwane wami. (Report) Reply

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