Mpumalanga near God’s Window
Peering out from a mountaintop, I see birds flock together. I see the roots of some of the oldest
trees on the planet twist and curve in defiance of the changing foundation beneath them. I learn
again, and again, that one day long ago, before we were men with egos and women of vanity, we
were free. Africa’s wild makes me aware; it makes me remember my truest essence: I am a free
spirit, bound by nothing. And we are free spirits swimming the boundless seas of potential. As I
continue to communicate with the world through the energy of love, we will together remember
who we are; we will twist and curve in the defiance of a changing world, and stand bold and
strong and Pristine.