Her eyes closed, and I felt she was present, but no longer with me.
I observed for a moment. Braids like waves, peacefully paused over her face.
She drifted further. A smile tugging on her lips.
When she exhaled, I asked
“Where did you go?”
“I was hungry” she replied, eyes still closed.
“I went to the sapphire skies that surround my mothers house.
I went to shores with saffron coloured sands. I went to where my aunts chittered and children played.
Where Kedjenou was poured in to my bowl.”
She looked to me, brown eyes filled with a softness that made me warm. Seeing me through wistful thought; she shared with me home.
I saw her now. Nostalgia leaving her with yearning and bright-eyes. She was hungry; yet unbenounced to me, I was fed.
By: Opal Rose White