A Conversation With God, 2024

By Rofhiwa Kutama 

Words written by : Orifha Kutama, @ru.maruu

Subject in frame : @_mattrams & God ( nature )

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Appearing as a wandering truth seeker, endless. Conversing with ease, lost within words, lost, without words. Perhaps lost because of the words. 

Our co-existence, intrinsic in nature, as we come from where we’ll finally rest. 

We reach out, faithfully, believing we’ll be received with grace, with love, both aware and unaware of our youth. Our mother, our judge. Our beginning, our end. 

Until the end we’ll roam. And even after, though we know not where we’ll walk. I’ll be kept warm, by my mother, for my mother’s sake. 

Back and forth we go, shaped, as we are shaping the other, perhaps we’re both unsure, but determined. I hide from the sun, mother grant me shade.

i remember God. i remember peace. i remember your voice in the wind..