Mtumlune  - May 1995

The Artist

                     Her circle of friends,

                     Traveled a road of many bends;

                     To a cabin by the sea,

                     A foursome comprising the you and me.

                     Her guitar - a lonesome tune,

                     Penetrating ears so immune

                     To the artist's inner soul,

                     A pearl in the mother's bowl...

                     Shaped by the power of the ocean,

                     Dynamics of may a motion.

                      Her voice an inner song

                      Reflecting her quest between right and wrong.

                      Her body, tense but free

                      Rhetorical questions of the "we".

                     Shall he see her quest .... shall he know?

                     I have written too much .....I now do go.