These & those

By Silindile Msomi

I woke up with a picture of conversations between blood and water Two rivers that make flesh Purpose

We woke up on the opposite end of where I used to be, Like a two way mirror to the soul’s landline of confessions Of their purpose here Right now And why before, Nothing could be said. Only shown Minded by who sees -

I woke up to a continuous river, once an ocean Will be again. Listening to the waves calling us, To the start Of the month That gushed 2 rivers into direction, I’m waking.