(For Dotta, Dora, Ngohide, Faeren, Sefa and all my siblings)
You might have left our lands long
but the stars, I know, shine down there like they shine here.
The moon might come out a bit late
but it would still be the same one
that we pursued across surfaces on many watered plains.
I feel the wrinkles coming but smoothen them
and let the play of the day continue to colour your every moment.
This, I know, would rid you of every torment.
It might be night here but day still tickles you there –
though I can guess that even on your day,
you would be more servant than served…
Dance with Time, sis,
enjoy the essence of that love that drove you wild.
Look at the beauty of your several springs,
of our siblings and drink of the thoughts of us on this side.
We might not send you all we wish but know,
that even as we force words to flow,
words that our feelings hardly show,
you occupy a place that you might never know…
If I could ask for another sis,
I would probably ask for one closer to bring me ease
Forgive me dear (laughs)… You know I simply tease
There might be many that life has blessed us with
but you are one that remains a light none can dare
compare to shine with…