There sometimes is a gaping hole that gets left in the soul when we say goodbye. It echoes like a cave. That echo is made of shadows, silhouettes and scents that remind us that we are indeed privileged to share life long memories with people that make the universe a worthwhile place to belong to. And yet we never get used to freeing those we love to be part of others’ lives. We ought to know that we can never reach a fulfilled destination standing still and weathering storms.
So… One foot in front of the other until gravity claims us. May the storms encounter us on our way somewhere. Anywhere but one spot. Trees are better made for same spot journeys. They’ll tell you when you seek refuge under their shade on your way to distant horizons. But our stories should be those of conquering distance and time.
– Frank Malaba © 2019

Published by: Frank Malaba

Frank Malaba is an actor, playwright and a published poet. He was born in Bulawayo, Zimbabwe and currently resides in Cape Town, South Africa. He has performed on stage and television in both countries. He has a passion for using poetry, storytelling and theatre as a method of healing for both himself and others. His poetry has been presented both at home and abroad. Frank is currently developing a two-man play entitled “Broken Pathways” which will be touring internationally. In 2014 Frank was recognised by Mail & Guardian's 200 Young South Africans as an Achiever in the category of Arts & Culture.

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