Breeze-Fired

I stepped outside the rim of my comfort zone Unaware of the belt of insecurities around my waist I was blindfolded by my desire to travel I was pulled by the mystical rope of discovery I was wallowing in a pool of excitement I was intoxicated with joy I stepped into the wilderness And my feet were loosened My eyes were opened And my heart was filled with peace I was in the home of the ancestors I went to Tsodilo Hills (Botswana) A natural spectacle A spiritual day dream I was in the realm of ancient history And every bone in me was awake I was among the first people of the Kalahari I was inside the house of my ancient tribe I am breeze-fired I stepped into the shores of the Okavango Delta (Botswana) I was captivated by her spectacular beauty I was inside the garden of Eden And my body was hospitalized in eternal tranquillity My heart was a bowl of happiness And my spirit rejoiced I am breeze-fired