For Kush

Un-entitled - Part two:

Now you are dancing

Oh how you move, move, move

Swirling and curling your serpentine spine

Your locks leap, sway and wave to Abdullah Ibrahim’s Mountain of The Night

And the Sun is shining outside

I am reclining watching your spectral whirl

Shining like the detailed wisdom of humour

In sheer-move-meant

With a semi-serious smile I watch

I record it

In un-translatable ink

Through the windows of my mind

Knowing this moment is just an elliptical blink

Of beauty unhindered by the shades of life’s storm

Your trance-dance is the instantaneous re-birth of a trillion life-forms

In your smile the sunlight is cradled, reflected

As if light has found its home

As Life forms

After coming down from the Mountain

Now we are both reclining

Spiraling into stillness

Listening to Mseleku

Home at Last