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Zora Mamabolo Poems
Quiet down, dear heart. Be still, dear soul. You have nothing to fear. He will hold you with His powerful right hand.
The little seed
Idly drifting in the wind, The little unhinged seed weaved Serenely through the trees. Meekly
''You will feel better after you sleep'' 'Don't worry a little rest will make you right as rain' They do not understand the pain. My mind is plagued and my neck is stiff with ache.
You open me petal by petal And I bloom from the ministrations of your hands. Sometimes I shy away from your fingertips in the dark But your rays lick my skin,
A feast of myself
My hands have a desire to cook, but When I am alone, I tend to be hungry, not just for food Though. I starve for someone to talk to.
Nomvula (after the rain)
Today I saw fireflies In a meadow, fleeting softly by. On wings of soft and gentle flight
Comments about Zora Mamabolo
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
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Quiet down, dear heart.
Be still, dear soul.
You have nothing to fear.
He will hold you with His powerful right hand.
Do not despair.
The Glory is nearly here.