I call myself a lucky one
to be able to be part
of this collective spirit,
witnessing changes
that are bringing the world into the future,
an unknown area we shall discover together.

Are you coming with me? 

All I can contribute
is this body. 

This body is a shelter
for a million of spirits of our ancestors—
who see the path set out before us
with loving peace and care
with sadness and loss
along the endless thread
of our uncertain future. 

And I shall be sorrowed,
remembering them being displayed in a human zoo
by people who lived with a colonial mind. 

These same colonial minds make us strangers to ourselves,
forced to witness ourselves as others,
conditioned and classified by colours that divide:
white and blue,
black and yellow,
red and green:
borders, and flags. 

This body, is indeed a shelter,
of my feminine treasures,
no one else will determine
to whom it shall belong,
to what it shall become
to where it shall live. 

This body is a shelter,
of networking, of systems,
which give a complete life
and responsibilities
beyond culture, classes, and language. 

This body is a shelter,
that provides tools for breathing,
for as long as I breathe, I shall not stop hoping
to have enough food for the starving,
enough education for all who cannot afford it,
enough beds for the homeless,
for all workers to be paid equally for their skills
and have the right of freedom. 

This body is not to be sheltered from dangers—
but to be fearless in facing them. 

What can the past give
to a stranger in this shelter?
Something
in order to be accepted
as an equal being,
regardless of gender,
skin colour,
and belief? 

I am not a dreamer,
but someone whose pace is patience for the coming transformation. 

I want to ask you a favour:
Be actively part
of our collective spirits
and awareness.
Love what is given to us:
the energy, the nature, and the soul.