by Nosipho Baloyi

Call me an artist
Call me a dreamer
or call me a mover if you want to
but know this:
I follow rhythms only my head and heart can feel
and only then can I bring to life what is true to me
A plethora of unending emotions
Incomprehensible at times...
Even so, I know what the rhythms are in me
and that alone is enough for me to understand:
I move with the tides