Separated from my tribe
I lie hidden in the brush
Nearby a stream
Whispers secrets
In a language
I am supposed to learn
A subtle wind
Carries kisses
Of a distant past
Across my brown skin
While I listen
To the stars
Remind me
That my people
Haven't forgotten
As sunrise clothes
The darkness in majesty
Faint echoes
Of a familiar drum
Dance upon the horizon
Naked and unafraid
My soul stirs
Bidding farewell
To the soil of separation
And with the prayer
Of the morning
I return