Star In The Tribe

Qhakaza : An African Fairytale 

Gentle star, 

no one sees who you are

You shine, not in the night sky

But in the daytime

As we go about our chores

We all tend the crops by hand

But there's something different 

about yours

There's a buzz about you 

a subtle vibration of atoms

we can't quite place 

A warmth in your face

unsettling to look upon

Every once upon a new moon

We see why

(they behold you with fear) :

You don't belong here

In the darkest hour when all hope has dimmed, 

Comes you 

Incandescent and unflickering

You glow

Not up high, but in the lowest of lows

places you wouldn't expect light to live

Planted like a seed, one with the ground. 

A heavenly body

beneath our feet

Our beloved star in the tribe