It's not true really because when I broke off with him there were mornings I woke up and started crying. But for today it is true and I am listening to Macire Sylla 'maya irafama'
Maciré Sylla - Maya Irafama Trace 38802
Maciré Sylla, a Soussou singer from Guinée who was once a member of Fatala, takes the more well-trodden route in that her outside influences are fromthe inevitable America, Caribbeean and Europe. But unlike many who've taken that path in West Africa, she pretty much pulls it off, integrating some tough (jazz) funk, reggae and rock in a way that fits hand-in-glove with the Guinéean melodies.
I dance my way to the bathroom and back and try to find out whether or not it is the sun that makes me smile. Yesterday night a strange thought crossed my mind: I was totally down and sad and cried but there was a place in my heart that wasn't touched by this. Strangely it felt but all of the sudden I understood that it is the inevitable, unavoidable good faith I have in life that kept this place safe and untouched. It hurts to admit, but my deep rooted faith even allows for bad experiences to be part of the 'good that it happened account'. I can't help but think, in the end, that it must have been for some certain reason. Not that I'd rule independence out with that. I do take my life in my own hands and I am going to call this guy today if he doesn't although I am terribly afraid of it. But . I . Trust . In . Life .
and here a thank you to brother omi who made me smile the even more today in the morning (and proved that this comment system is worth sth after all. and of course it is special to hear that from you because I know your wife is a wonderful person from what you write about her and how you realized that you have to marry her and it is just another great example for my life bro!!!!(after my parents' example) of course as well thank you to bellajolie
who consoled me yesterday :) blablabla. I ll go now and enjoy this wonderful gift of day and I hope so very much that I can afford to dream of and respect Mr. Wonderful.
morning, morning, morning!!!! capture me with your sweet morning smile. I will go and see the world and I will dance on the red earth and I am going to sing out my love for you!!! and my heart is like a little bird that flies south when winter comes. good bye good bye winter. I go for the south, for the south where I can breathe freely and I will see Zimbabwe on my way ;-)))))
No comments:
Post a Comment