Today we have a poem by our first guest poet Thato Maleka.
A State of mind so comfortable and
zestful I take time to manifest, you I reach for like a vow.
Chest is engulfed by hope fueled by this vow,
this promise of a place with a fertility where things grow towards the heavens like a trellis.
This land I seek, promised. Waiting to find.
By @Thato Maleka