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Mandlovu Mind – music by Jami Sieber, poem by Deena Metzger

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OSQGVWmt1V8

MANDLOVU*

Suddenly, I am of a single mind extended

Across an unknown geography,

And imprinted, as if by a river, on the moment.

A mind held in unison by a large gray tribe

Meandering in reverent concert

among trees, feasting on leaves.

One great eye reflecting blue

From the turn inward

Toward the hidden sky that, again,

Like an underground stream

Continuously nourishes

What will appear after the dawn

Bleaches away the mystery in which we rock

Through the endless green dark.

I am drawn forward by the lattice,

By a concordance of light and intelligence

Constituted from the unceasing and consonant

Hum of cows and the inaudible bellow of bulls,

A web thrumming and gliding

Along the pathways we remember

Miles later or ages past.

I am, we are,

Who can distinguish us?

A gathering of souls, hulking and muddied,

Large enough – if there is a purpose –

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