Will those precious moments we once shared remain frozen as they are? Or will we forge more cherishable moments to exalt when days get gloomy? What we once saw as a lighthouse has been razed by lingering gales that blew us into different realms, I gush to retrace our footsteps but dunes have buried them and denied vigour to the remaining manacles. I pray for the winds to reunite us...once more.
© Thabani Linda Tshabalala
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