sky of many words
teach me how to listen
to a poem written by the sea
i want to learn the ways of water
teach my ears how to swim
through stale rivers
that fail to recite
the ocean's fresh air
sky of my grandmother's song
teach my voice how to hold
the storm in your dance
so I can read my way out of
this avalanche of ignorance
teach my stomach
how to be resilient
against the hunger
that consumes patience
urging my pen
to follow mediocrity
mother of many skies
teach my eyes how to listen
because I doubt we can improve
upon your blank page
teach me how to write the rain
on dry palms of your sea
because there are no more words
to hide my violent emptiness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Piece of elegance with rendition of words to utmost justice. Lovely and very passionate. Thanks for sharing Maakomele.