Ghana is a thriving and connected community of warriors. They have struggles like every nation, but they are born leaders and I am confident that space has been created for them to step into their greatness. I feel so humbled by their hearts. So overwhelmed by their love. Thank you to everyone who helped make a lasting difference in these peoples lives. As they say in Africa, “the angels will be with you.”
“Love wants to reach out and manhandle us, Break all our teacup talk of God. If you had the courage and Could give the Beloved His choice, some nights, He would just drag you around the room, By your hair, Ripping from your grip all those toys in the world That bring you no joy. Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly And wants to rip to shreds All your erroneous notions of truth That makes you fight within yourself…
You got soul, baby. Fire in the kitchen. Melodies and harmonies skipping across my tongue Like Socrates with a loaded gun. Boom, Boom, baby, And then you shot me down. Burned constellations across my universe Mapped my body like the sea Called out my name And brought me to my knees. So shake it baby, And out we’ll drift towards the great unknown, Hand in hand like a poet’s prose singing lullabies to a moonlit road. Passing time with dragonflies…
