Waiting...

Cupped in your hands

I am melting languidly

Into cracks and open spaces

Pour me into the core of the earth

Let me fill it with molten warmth

I am very slowly exploding

Into seven billion shards

In the palm of your hand

Blow me into the wind

Let me settle everywhere

On brown skin

On falling raindrops

On raging fires

And a thousand grains of white beach sand

Let me see your face

I want to hear your voice

I need to know that I am safe

Because I am melting

I am exploding

And I’m waiting

In your hands.

© Sandisile Tshuma MMVI