Dancing Toes 1 Poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

'Dancing Toes' 1

I sit in the darkness
of the lonely night,
I sing a song of oneness
to the rhythm of the night,
I beat the soil under my feet
like a drum beat,
I foot to the shoes
of a distant toe
like toes of the drum beat,
I dance to the toes of the wilderness
in the walls of happiness,
I race to the door with eagerness
like looming traces of the downing sun,
My skin shines over the toes
of history like a natural mystic,
I seek the heart
of a loyal soul to the music,
I lead the melody
to the birds of my feather,
I feed my ears with songs
of the wild, further,
To my nest as I rest on my shoulder,
Over showers of rain
between the eyes of beholder,
My hair is longer and stronger
as I grow older.

Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
(Writer, dub-Poet)

Extract from 'Dancing Toes', one of the pieces in 'SOUL SEEDS'
Dec.2013.