Departure

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I can feel death happening.

I’m sorry to leave you all.

We have come so far since my beginning.

Now it is time to say goodbye.

Funny how a finite thing,

can be treated as though it will last forever…

I no longer remember if this was denial or true ignorance.

Either way, here it is, the end.

I can hear the eternal singing as I leave my body.

It’s hard to let go.

I feel a thread in my heart…

Woven through each pair of eyes I ever gazed upon.

It’s hard to let go.

The space fills with music.

The music helps me let go.

I begin floating away.

Loving you from a far now.

Loving you from afar.

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  1. Saransh Avatar
    Saransh

    Ahh.. The self abondanment.
    The letting go of what we keep holding onto and calling it me.
    It’s time to take flight and it seems that the load of people whose coexistence made you believe your existence needs to be unloaded.
    But the beauty of it is that this moment is where you’re flying away to..you’re already there fingerpainting the calligraphy of love.

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Ama Ndlovu explores the connections of culture, ecology, and imagination.

Her work combines ancestral knowledge with visions of the planetary future, examining how Black perspectives can transform how we see our world and what lies ahead.