Viajeros

The name of this body is our Mother.

How many cities have I been in?

I don't know where or when.

How many mountains?
How many islands?
How many jungles?
How many seas?
How many skies?

How many smiles have I seen dawn from the sea?

How many tears have I seen fall from the waves
onto the sand?

I don't know the name of all of them,
but I know that all of them
are part of a body,
of one single body.

And the name of this body
is our Mother.

And from her
we receive all

her milk
of air,
of light,
of love.

A poem by Pemba Umoja